DR. DANIEL MERCER
ST. ANNE’S HOSPITAL
PLEASE GIVE THIS TO HIM
Deputy Ortiz stared at the name.
“Isn’t Mercer the pediatric doctor who called this in?”
Price picked up the radio.
Before he spoke, he noticed something else beneath the envelope.
An old photograph.
A much younger version of the unconscious woman stood beside a man in medical-school graduation robes.
The man was Dr. Daniel Mercer.
On the back, someone had written:
Daniel and Anna. Always.
Price turned toward his partner.
“You need to call the hospital.”
At St. Anne’s, Daniel stood inside the neonatal unit as the twins’ temperatures slowly rose.
The boy had begun making weak sounds.
The girl remained dangerously quiet.
Daniel watched her monitor, adjusting the oxygen flow while the neonatal specialist prepared medication.
His phone vibrated.
He ignored it.
It rang again.
Maria appeared at the doorway.
