Chapter 6 - The Wrong Target
The doctor clutched his knee, his face twisted in agony.
I stood over him, my hands shaking violently.
I demanded to know why he was trying to smother me.
He looked at the empty bed and then up at me in pure terror.
I was not trying to hurt you, he gasped.
He pointed a trembling finger at the pillow he had dropped.
There was a syringe hidden underneath it.
He told me someone had ordered him to inject a lethal dose of potassium into my IV line.
I asked him who gave the order.
He swallowed hard, sweat dripping down his pale forehead.
He said a man threatened to kill his family if he refused.
He described the man perfectly.
It was Andrew.
My husband had bypassed the failed assassin and found leverage over a doctor instead.
I asked the doctor where Andrew was right now.
He said Andrew was waiting in a black SUV in the parking garage.
I knew I had to run before Andrew came up to check on the doctor's progress.
I unlocked the bathroom door and grabbed my baby.
I told the doctor that if he warned Andrew, I would expose his role in this murder plot.
The doctor nodded frantically from the floor.
I wrapped my daughter in a warm blanket and slipped out into the hallway.
I avoided the main elevators and took the service stairs.
My body screamed in pain with every step I took down the concrete stairwell.
I finally reached the basement level.
I pushed open the heavy metal door leading to the parking garage.
I scanned the dark rows of cars.
A black SUV was idling near the exit ramp.
I crept behind a concrete pillar to get a closer look.
The driver's side window was rolled down.
I saw Andrew sitting in the driver's seat.
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But he was not alone in the car.
The blonde woman from the pharmacy parking lot was sitting in the passenger seat, kissing him passionately.
