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“What the hell are you saying?” Vanessa comes storming across the room. “That I was part of a conspiracy to kill off your family? Why the hell would I do that?” she demands, pushing in between Trey and the doctor.
“You made the introduction, so whether you planned it or not.” Trey cuts his sentence short and turns back toward the doctor. “Just so we’re clear… you are no longer Tyler’s doctor. I’m going to have Dr. Novacek run blood tests to see what you have been using to keep him sedated.”
“Are you accusing me of intentionally hurting your brother? I should call security… they would kick your ass out of here!” he steams. “I know Thelma, the head nurse, has instructions to make sure you aren’t even left alone with him.”
Trey shakes his head and glares directly at the doctor. His face is flushed and I can see his pulse pounding in his neck. “That was before we found out that you and Tommy are connected. By the way, who was that blond guy you were talking to out front?”
“Just a friend of mine. Why?” Dr. Potaturri looks completely annoyed by the question.
“Because he about shit his pants when he saw Trey,” I chime in, tired of holding my tongue.
“He kept backing away the whole time I was talking to you,” Trey adds.
“I have no idea what you two are talking about, but if you don’t think I can help your brother I will be happy to walk away,” the doctor says, shrugging his shoulders and turning back toward the hallway.
“Good,” Trey replies, turning back to Vanessa. “He will be better off with Dr. Novacek. They need to do a blood draw and see what he is on.”
“You also need to call the cops and fill them in on all of this,” I tell him bluntly. “That way they will start pursuing the real culprits instead of trying to figure out how to build a totally circumstantial case against you.”
“There is no way that Tommy is involved in this!” Vanessa’s eyes ignite once again. “Tommy was only trying to help, because I had told him how frustrated I was with Tyler’s pain and addiction.”
“Well, Tommy has somehow become CEO of Addison Media and with that he gained control over the majority of the voting rights,” Trey informs her. “The only way that could have occurred is by Dad dying and the board approving his hire as CEO. Of all the people associated with the situation, Tommy has gained the most, so far.”
Vanessa shakes her head in frustration and scurries out of the room. “I think you’ve struck a nerve,” I say, raising an eyebrow and giving him a satisfied smirk.
“I’m going to rattle cages until I find out what the hell is going on!” He steps up to his brother’s bed and lays a hand on him. “Don’t worry, bud. I’m not leaving town again until we have this whole mess figured out.”
I step out into the hallway to give Trey a little privacy and to see if Dr. Novacek is still in his office. As I turn the corner, I hear Vanessa angrily talking with someone on her phone. I stop out of her line of sight, to see if I can hear her side of the conversation. She is visibly upset and there is no doubt in my mind as to who is on the other end of the line.
“They are going to do a blood test to see if he has been drugging him!” I hear very distinctly, before her voice gets quiet again. She looks as if she could burst into tears at any moment. I stand still for another minute until she lowers the phone and clicks the button.
“Is everything okay?” I ask as I resume my path toward Dr. Novacek’s office.
“Is everything okay?” Her mouth literally drops open. “What kind of a question is that? Of course everything is not okay!”
“I’m sorry, I’m just passing through,” I tell her, not knowing what else to say. I move hastily in the direction of the doctor’s office. I can’t help wondering if she’s mad at Tommy for recommending a drug-pushing doctor or if she is upset that Trey accused her of being involved. She’s probably upset about both items.
Chapter 15
6:00 am - Monday Morning
Trey
My eyes are burning from the lack of sleep as Thelma, the head nurse, walks into Tyler’s room with news about the blood tests that had been ordered by Dr. Novacek.
“The doctor will be in this afternoon to answer any questions, but he gave me a detailed breakdown of what we know at this time,” she informs me before beginning the overview. “Basically, what it boils down to is that the combination of sedative drugs he has been using, along with the brain trauma caused by the pentobarbital overdose are a bad combination,” she says, confirming my suspicions from the previous night. “There is a really good chance that he will suffer short term memory loss and there may even be consequences for his long term memory. We’ll just have to wait and see.” Thelma gives me a somber look before asking whether or not I have any questions.
