Chapter 5 - Emergency Delivery
Daniel showed the message to Ortiz before the doctors even finished preparing Sarah for surgery.
“Do not respond,” the detective ordered. “Forward it to me.”
Daniel’s hands shook as he did.
Through the operating-room doors, he heard nurses calling numbers he did not understand.
Arthur sat beside him, his injured shoulder now wrapped in a temporary sling.
“You saved her,” Daniel said.
Arthur stared at the floor. “I caught her. That is not the same thing.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I watched Eleanor hurt people for years and told myself cruelty was not a crime.”
Daniel turned toward him.
Arthur’s voice dropped.
“When your father became ill, Eleanor controlled his medication schedule. She controlled who saw him. She controlled his phone.”
Daniel’s face hardened. “Are you saying she killed him?”
“I am saying I should have asked more questions.”
Before Daniel could answer, the operating-room doors opened.
A nurse stepped out carrying a tiny bundle toward neonatal intensive care.
Daniel stood so fast his chair fell backward.
“Is that my baby?”
The nurse smiled quickly. “Your daughter is breathing. She’s small, but she’s fighting.”
Daniel covered his face with both hands.
“And Sarah?”
“She lost a lot of blood. The surgeon is still working.”
The relief vanished.
Two hours passed.
When the surgeon finally emerged, his scrubs were marked with the evidence of a difficult operation.
“Your wife is stable.”
Daniel nearly collapsed.
“She will need monitoring, but we stopped the bleeding.”
“And the baby?”
“In the NICU. Strong heartbeat. She surprised us.”
Daniel laughed through tears.
Sarah woke just before midnight.
“Girl or boy?” she whispered.
“Girl.”
Sarah smiled weakly. “You’re crying.”
“No.”
“You are.”
He bent over and kissed her forehead.
“She’s beautiful.”
“Did Eleanor get arrested?”
Daniel’s silence answered.
Ortiz had not arrested her yet. The witnesses were frightened, the footage was missing, and Eleanor claimed Sarah had lunged for the falling ultrasound and gone over the railing by accident.
They needed more.
Then Arthur remembered something.
“The chandelier camera.”
Daniel looked up.
“What?”
“Your father installed a maintenance camera above the chandelier after the fixture cracked five years ago. It wasn’t part of the security network. It fed directly to the facilities recorder.”
Arthur called Nora.
No answer.
Again.
Nothing.
At 12:17 a.m., Nora finally picked up.
She was whispering.
“Arthur, I found the recorder.”
“Good. Do not touch anything. Lock the room and wait for police.”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
Nora’s breathing became ragged.
“Because someone else is in here.”
May you like
A man’s voice sounded in the background.
Then the line went dead.
