Chapter 33
After a flurry of attendants rushed in to find a shaken Concordia struggling to get off the floor, she was taken to a private room and ordered to stay in bed until the police arrived.
Capshaw came quickly, hair mussed, shirt mis-buttoned, hat askew on his head. Concordia waited impatiently as she heard him go into Miss Hamilton’s room first.
Capshaw came to see her next, shaking his head in disbelief.
“How you manage to find trouble—even while recovering in a hospital—is beyond me, miss.” He regarded her pale face. “Are you well enough to give me an account? The sooner the better, if we have any hope of catching him.”
Concordia nodded. “It was Ruby’s husband, Lieutenant. Johnny Hitchcock.” She shuddered. “I’m sure of it.”
Capshaw muttered something under his breath, ran
