FATAL DECEPTIONS by CINDY GERARD

Author:CINDY GERARD [GERARD, CINDY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DAUG HAUS PUBLISHING
Published: 2020-12-29T16:00:00+00:00

familysecrets.life

The belief you have in others – loved ones, family, friends – is rooted in trust. When that trust is betrayed, love becomes the first casualty.

familysecrets.life

Chapter Twelve

“How long have these headaches been going on?”

Mac sat on an examination table in the prison infirmary. His eyelids and head felt almost too heavy to hold up from lack of restful sleep and the lingering effects of the hammer that had been pounding in his head since dawn.

“McKenzie?” the doctor prompted. “How long have you been having the headaches?”

Mac opened his eyes slowly. “On and off for a month or so I guess.”

“Only at night?”

Mac shrugged. “Mostly. Yeah.”

The doctor shined a light in each eye, asked him to follow the beam, checked his throat and the scar on his head where he’d been hit.

“What happened here?”

“Rifle butt. The blow knocked me cold for a while.”

“How long a while?” the doctor asked, looking in his ears, then pressing a stethoscope to his neck.

“Best guess, two or three minutes.”

“You come to on your own?”

“Yes.”

“And I’m told you have a memory loss.”

He expelled a deep breath. Nodded.

“Just since that incident?”

Again Mac nodded. “It’s a blank from the time I walked into the house until I woke up.”

“A physical trauma can trigger temporary amnesia,” the doctor said as much to himself as to Mac. “So can an emotional trauma.”

“So I’ve been told.”

“Unusual that the headaches are just now starting, however. Seems a blow hard enough to render you unconscious would have resulted in immediate headaches. But you’re saying that’s not the case.”

“Right.”

The headaches started with the dreams. The dreams had started when he’d asked Rachael to file for divorce.

“Can you think of any specific incident, other than the blow, that might have initiated a psychological trauma?”

“Other than being accused of murder and facing life in prison?” Mac grunted. “Other than that, no. Can’t think of a thing.”

The doctor sighed heavily. “Look, son. I’m not your judge here. I’m your doctor. The only thing that concerns me is your health.”

Mac nodded. “Sorry.”

“Have you had any tests? CT scans? MRI’s? Head x-rays?”

Nelson had wanted to order tests, but Mac hadn’t let him. Maybe he should have. “No.”

“Well, I think x-rays at the very least and possibly an MRI are called for. I’ll get the orders set up and we’ll get you checked out. As soon as I get the results, we’ll talk again.”

“Where does this happen?”

“We don’t have the technology here for more than routine tests,” he added, “so I’ll send you to Manhattan Surgical Hospital.”

“When?”

The doctor scratched his head and made a note on his chart. “I’d like to get you over there today. Tomorrow at the latest. We’ll see. They’ll have to find free time for the machines at the hospital, and the prison will have to arrange a secure transport.” He glanced up at Mac, frowned. “If the headaches get worse or you experience other symptoms before the tests are scheduled, make sure I’m told. We’ll rush the order.”

“I’ve got nothing but time, Doc,” Mac said and eased off the table.

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