035 Bad Medicine (13 page)
“After we inform the authorities,” Ned agreed.
• • •
“And so that’s all there is,” Nancy said later that night, seated cross-legged on the Drews’ den couch, munching on a sandwich. Ned, Bess,
George, Trevor, and April were in chairs around the room. They all looked at Nancy with wonder.
“I’m so glad you weren’t hurt,” April murmured, snuggling closer to Trevor. It was clear that the misunderstanding over Suzanne had been resolved. “When Dr. Grafton told me my father had always suspected Dr. Rayburn was to blame for Anna Treadway’s death, I got really worried.”
“Your father just didn’t have proof,” Nancy said.
Ned took a bite of his own sandwich, chewing thoughtfully. “When you didn’t show up at the emergency room, Trevor and I went down to the pathology lab,” he explained. “We found the security men and the lab attendant out cold and the door to the tunnel open. Trevor called for backup, and we started down the tunnel. I saw the piece of coat you left and the name tag, so I knew we were on the right track.” He glanced at Nancy’s sandwich. “You still owe me a dinner,” he remarked teasingly.
Nancy laughed.
Bess’s blue eyes were wide circles. “An empty operating room? A crazed doctor? Nancy, it’s just like the movie we saw! Creepy!”
“No wimpy heroine, though,” George said with a grin.
“He wasn’t actually crazed,” Nancy corrected.
“He just had his priorities confused. He didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of his actions. It was Rayburn who took the Deverly file, of course. He was trying to pin all the blame on Trevor, just as he did to David in Saint Louis.” Nancy shook her head. “He kept apologizing, hoping I would understand that everything he did was necessary.”
Trevor’s gray eyes were grateful. “Thanks, Nancy. For everything you’ve done to help me.”
“Help
us,”
April corrected.
“How’s David?” Nancy asked. “Is he going to be okay?”
Trevor nodded. “He came to while you were fighting it out with Rayburn. He’s admitted that he sent you and Ned the fake notes so he could get you out in the parking lot alone. When he grabbed you, he only meant to scare you. Apparently he was afraid you were getting too close to the truth and that you might dry up his blackmail source: Rayburn!” Trevor smiled. “I understand a Detective Ryan is taking his formal statement.”
“Detective Ryan!” Nancy laughed. “He’ll never forgive me for getting into so much trouble.”
“He called to say he’s coming by tomorrow,” Ned told her. “He wants to hear the whole story from you.”
“Well, I’m never going near a hospital again,” Bess declared. “It’s not safe!”
“Oh, I don’t know. I’d trust Trevor and April any day,” Nancy said, smiling. “How about you, Ned? Have you decided to go into hospital administration?”
He wrapped his arms around Nancy, squeezing her in a bear hug. “This time I have to agree with Bess. I’ll stick to plain old business administration. Working at a hospital is more dangerous than being a detective!”
Nancy threw an arm over her eyes in an exaggerated faint. “But you saved me, you strong, handsome male.”
“Wimpy heroine,” George groaned.
Everyone broke into laughter.
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