a Glimpse Of Evil (2010) by Laurie Victoria - Psychic Eye Mysteries

Author:Laurie, Victoria - Psychic Eye Mysteries [Mysteries, Laurie, Victoria - Psychic Eye]
Format: epub
Publisher: PENGUIN group
Published: 2011-01-14T19:11:36.562000+00:00

While Dutch had his outpatient procedure, I paced the lobby of the clinic right next to the hospital. I wasn’t worried until the clock read five thirty. Dutch’s doctor had told me when we’d met with him two days earlier that he’d be out no later than five p.m.

By six I’d worked myself into a small tizzy. The receptionist told me that sometimes these things ran a little long and just to be patient, but I kept having the feeling that something wasn’t quite right, and when we got to six fifteen, I blew a gasket. All those coping skills I’d learned in my anger management classes went right out the window and I started to pound my fist on the counter like Shirley MacLaine in Terms of Endearment.

A nurse bolted out of the back and grabbed my arm, pulling me to a chair and insisting that I calm down.

I insisted she tell me what the f- bomb had happened to Dutch. “He’s had a little trouble with the anesthesia,” she admitted. “But he’s doing much better now and he’s almost ready to go home.”

Through clenched teeth I repeated, “Trouble with the anesthesia?”

The nurse kept her voice low and level. “Besides the section on Mr. Rivers’s neck there were several more moles on his back that Dr. Cassidy wanted to remove. They both decided to go with a variant on a general anesthesia rather than several locals. This particular drug still has a tendency to put patients to sleep, which is what happened with Mr. Rivers, but during the end of the excisions, his breathing became very shallow and his blood pressure dropped significantly.”

My hand moved to cover my mouth. “Oh, God!”

The nurse held up her hand as if she wanted to tell me to remain calm. “It’s not that uncommon a reaction,” she said. “We’ve seen it before and we got it under control very quickly.” I continued to gape at her and she added, “I promise you, he’s fine, just very queasy and a little light-headed.”

“I want to see him.”

“He’ll be right out,” she assured me.

I stood up and with unveiled agitation I said, “I’m not waiting out here a minute longer. You can either take me to him, or I can cause another scene.”

The nurse’s eyes widened. “All right,” she said tersely. “Come with me.”

I followed her through the door and along a corridor to one of the recovery rooms. Dutch was lying on a gurney with his feet propped up on pillows and a cold compress on his head along with another one against the back of his neck.

I moved right to his side and picked up his hand. He looked pale as hell and my heart skipped a beat. “Hey,” I said when he opened his eyes.

“Get me out of here.”

I turned to the nurse. “Bring me his clothes, please.”

“He really should lie still for a little longer, ma’am.”

I turned back to Dutch. He shook his head no.

“We’re leaving right now. Please bring me his clothes.

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