Chapter 41 ~ December 30 A Prescription for PainWithout waiting for the car to warm up, Camelia drove out of the Italian Club parking lot. She was sick at the thought of someone giving Freda a drug she was allergic to. If it was true, it meant the cause of Auntie Freda’s death was anything but natural.
Could it have been an accident? Just another medical mistake? It was the holidays, after all. And there was that horrible snow storm. And they were short-staffed. Could one of the nurses have mixed up the meds? Or even Dr. Fitzgerald?
Or maybe someone closer.
Goddammit, could it really be Kenna?
Her fingerprints were on the patches. She had unlimited access to Auntie Freda. And, based on her bank account, she was broke. Maybe desperation for money drove her to accelerate her inheritance.
