Omer, Mike - A Killer's Mind (Zoe Bentley Mystery Book 1) by Omer Mike

Author:Omer, Mike [Omer, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503901902
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2018-07-31T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 41

“Hello, Mr. Gray?” The voice on the other side of the call was collected and calm. It was the voice of a man whose entire life was in order, where nothing was unpredictable, everything was according to schedule, and each event had a reasonable explanation.

“That’s right,” Tatum said. Zoe and he had just entered the task force room when his phone rang. He sat down by his desk, plugging in his laptop as he held the phone between his ear and shoulder.

“This is Dr. Nassar.”

Tatum took a moment to place the name. “You’re Marvin’s . . . my granddad’s doctor.”

“That’s right. Your grandfather was here to see me.”

“Oh, good.” Tatum was pleasantly surprised.

“Not good, Mr. Gray. Not good at all.”

Fear clutched at Tatum’s chest. “Is he ill?”

“I am not at liberty to discuss your grandfather’s medical condition, but I feel that your intervention is required for your grandfather’s health. Apparently, he’s not taking one of the pills I’ve prescribed for him.”

“It makes his throat itchy.”

“Instead, he’s taking a pill that someone else prescribed him—”

Tatum turned his laptop on. “It wasn’t prescribed to him. It was given to him by an eighty-two-year-old woman with a cocaine habit.”

“His blood pressure is extremely high.” Dr. Nassar’s voice was morphing, becoming less calm. “This can’t go on.”

“Did you tell him that?”

“I told him that this would end in a stroke or a heart attack.”

“So he’s taking the pill now?” Tatum leaned back, trying to silence the beating of his heart.

“No, he’s not.”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because,” Dr. Nassar said, his voice becoming unhinged, “he said it makes his throat itch.”

Tatum gritted his teeth, swallowing the endless tirade of curses that threatened to spew from his mouth. “I’ll talk to him.”

“He will die if he doesn’t take his medication.”

“My grandfather isn’t really worried about dying, but I’ll get some sense into his head.”

“In all honesty, sir, your grandfather is one of the most frustrating patients I’ve ever had the pleasure of—”

“Thank you for letting me know. I’ll talk to him.”

He hung up his phone and counted to ten. Then he counted to thirty-nine, since just counting to ten didn’t do the job. He had to get the point across, but Marvin was a stubborn bastard. Tatum suspected that his grandfather thought he was made of stronger material than most and that things like high blood pressure were problems that weak people endured.

He googled the symptoms of high blood pressure and read through them. Finally, he found the key to fight Marvin’s mule-like stubbornness. He dialed him.

“Tatum.” Marvin sounded sleepy. “Do you know what time it is?”

“It’s past nine in the morning. What are you doing asleep?”

“It was a late night.” Marvin yawned.

“I just received a phone call from your doctor.”

“He’s a very nice man, Tatum, but very uptight. He can get really worked up over nothing.”

“He’s worried about your high blood pressure.”

“I told him I feel fine, Tatum. Really, never better. And I stopped taking Jenna’s green pills like he told me to. But really, his blue pill makes my throat itchy.

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