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The policemen said nothing.
Anna turned to him and his mother. “Will you let me know what the doctor says?”
“Yes, of course,” Faith said. “Do you want one of us to go with you?”
She bit her lip and shifted her weight from one leg to the other. She looked so … defeated? Anxious?
Guilty?
Then, she shook her head again. “No, I’ll be okay, but thank you.”
The police led her off, and Anna went, looking like she was heading for the gallows. Matt watched her go with conflicting emotions. Half of him wanted to follow her. To be there for her and provide comfort. The other half wanted to know what the hell had happened because something wasn’t adding up.
“I don’t like this,” Faith said, frowning after her.
Matt didn’t either.
“Should I call Shane too?”
“It wouldn’t hurt,” Matt said.
If nothing else, Shane, like Michael, could find out what was really going on.
* * *
Michael Callaghan stepped off the elevator about an hour later. He was tall, like his brothers, and had the same broad shoulders, black hair, and blue eyes.
They were on their feet in an instant. His expression gave nothing away as he walked over to them.
“Matt, Faith,” he greeted, his voice low and soothing. He accepted a quick hug from Faith and shook Matt’s hand.
“Mick, thanks so much for coming,” Faith said. “How is she?”
“Mrs. Campbell is stable and resting comfortably. They’re moving her to a private room, but they’re going to keep her for twenty-four to forty-eight hours as a precaution.”
“Oh, thank God,” Faith said on an exhale.
“Do they know what happened?” Matt asked.
“They’re saying it was an overdose.”
Faith gasped. “How is that possible?”
Michael’s face was grave. “The drugs in Mrs. Campbell’s bloodstream indicate something much more potent than the single fifty milligram diclofenac the caregiver told the paramedics she gave her.”
“Oh, no,” Faith said, her hand coming up to her mouth. “I can’t believe Anna would make a mistake like that.”
“Where is she now?” Michael asked.
“The police took her to the station about an hour ago.”
Michael nodded, as if he’d expected that. He put his hand on Faith’s shoulder in a comforting gesture, his eyes meeting Matt’s over her shoulder. “You should go home. There’s nothing more you can do here tonight. I suspect Mrs. Campbell would appreciate seeing a friendly face during visiting hours tomorrow though.”
“Of course. Thanks so much, Mick.”
“Anytime.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
