I tried to explain, but Claire just scoffed at me. “Lambert, do you even call yourself a man? The things you’ll come up with for money… You really expect me to believe Darleen is sick? You think I’m that gullible?”
She wasn’t interested in hearing another word. “You have one day. Be back here tomorrow. If I don’t see you, you know what’s going to happen.”
Before I could say anything else, she hung up.
Claire sat there, fuming, for a long time after the call. Eventually, she picked up her phone again and called Laird.
“Go find out where Lambert is. Make up an excuse if you need to, just figure out if that woman he’s talking about is really Darleen.”
Once she finished with Laird, he dialed my number right away.
“Lambert, where are you?”
I was surprised to hear from him. “I’m at the hospital.”
“Send me your address. I need to talk to you about something.”
He didn’t say what it was, just that it was important. I sent him the address.
But Laird didn’t come to meet me. Instead, he used his contacts to ask around at the hospital until he found out which room Darleen was in. I was just getting back to her room with the lunch I’d picked up for her when I saw him at the door. Once he saw us together, he stepped away and called Claire.
“Claire, Lambert was telling the truth. Darleen really is here in the hospital. I think he really needed that money for her, so…”


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