Chapter 11
Billy Jo’s face was pale, and from the way she set her hands on the boy’s shoulders, Mark knew something was going on.
“Doctor Kolter, the lab is on the phone for you about the test results you were asking about,” said a male nurse behind the busy desk, holding out the phone.
“Can you tell them I’ll call them back?” Kolter said. He was looking right at Billy Jo and the boy.
Mark wanted to hurry the doctor in. He had met Kolter a few times, one of two pediatric doctors on the island, and the man knew about his upcoming wedding to Billy Jo. He felt the urgency, wanting to remind the nurse that the little boy he’d brought in had just lived through a horrific experience. A simmering cesspool had cracked open on his island and become something from his worst nightmares.
“Sorry,
