“It was a painful death,” Greg interjected.
Britt snapped a look at Greg, who held up his hands in a defensive gesture. She turned back to the crowd that had grown by a person or two. “They did the autopsy and then had a very closed door M and M conference. Since I’d had the second guy as a patient the night before, I was asked to give a deposition. They took my statement but didn’t ask me any questions, which I found odd. Then, they ushered me out and never gave me an official reason as to what happened.”
“Then how do you know he melted?” Mario asked.
“I spoke with Bob, the assistant head nurse on the floor. He felt that since I’d been in contact with the patient, I had a right to know what went down, and if there were any countermeasures I could take to protect myself from a shared fa
