Colin left the hospital, grateful to get away, but swamped by the catalog of things he needed to take care of. First, he’d call Elizabeth’s friend. No matter what Elizabeth said, she shouldn’t be alone in the hospital. While she’d been in the bathroom, he’d copied Janie’s number from her cell phone. Before getting into his car, he dialed.
“Hello?”
“Hi, may I speak to Janie?”
“Speaking.” Her voice was cautious.
“Hi, you probably don’t remember me, Colin O’Leary, but I’m Elizabeth Brannigan’s partner.”
“Oh, I remember you, all right.” The tension in her voice eased a fraction. “How’d you get my number?”
“I got it from Elizabeth. I’m calling because she’s in the hospital.”
“What? Why?”
“She says it’s stomach ulcers, and they’re going to run tests, but she’s staying overnight. She push
