Chapter 36Dr. Fantigrossi, dressed in the turquoise greens and a white lab coat, stood with Investigators Falcone and Richards just outside of Andrew Maxwell's hospital room. He kept his feet shoulder width apart and hugged the patient clipboard to his chest as if it were nothing more than school books.
“What are we dealing with here, Doc?” Falcone asked. Richards was at his side. She had one hand on the butt of her nine-millimeter, the other on a hip.
“We've run some tests. All the results are not yet back. Some we may not get results on for a few days, it looks like Andrew will be just fine. He is just a little confused, which is not uncommon. Often, when someone undergoes a traumatic injury their mind, for many different reasons, may choose to block the event. There have been cases wh
