CHAPTER TEN
Morgan was waiting outside when Danielle pulled up. She’d texted him that morning that she’d pick him up at eleven, that she had some digging to do and some appointments to set up for them.
He’d spent a frustrating morning waiting for the time that she’d arrive. He’d gone for a run, showered, ate, done some laundry, and paid some bills. Was this what it was going to be like if he wasn’t going into the hospital every day? He wasn’t sure he’d be able to take it. He needed some focus, a goal. He’d lived his whole life always working toward something.
How would he fill the hours in the day?
He spent what felt like a useless hour researching, trying to find something that would connect all the symptoms he’d seen in Kimberly and Angelica. Maybe he’d know more once they got the re
