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I’d drop these off.” She set the charts on the counter.
    â€œExcuse me, I’m scheduled for O.R.-8,” Peggy said.
    Renee checked her watch. A small panel light came on, indicating someone in one of the rooms needed assistance. “I’ll take it,” she said. She and Peggy wedged themselves past Mallory and Brad. Mallory moved, giving them room. Brad smelled the scent of her. He recognized it from that night in the E.R. A vision of them together came into his mind. Quickly, he quashed it. This was neither the time nor the place. But lately, he didn’t get to choose the time or place.
    Another signal flashed on the panel.
    â€œWill you cover a moment?” Dana asked. “I have to check on this one.” She left without waiting for a reply.
    He was alone with Mallory, and she was causing him all kinds of fantasies. What was wrong with him? Her hair was up again for work, but it was thick and soft, and he wanted to push his hands through it. Her eyes were wide and bright, light brown.
    â€œDon’t you have a patient to see?” Mallory asked. She took a seat at the nurses’ station.
    â€œNot at the moment. I was waiting for you to answer the question.”
    â€œWhat question?”
    â€œDo you believe in ghosts?”
    She hesitated, keeping her eyes on the light panel. Then she looked at him. “No, Doctor. I don’t believe in ghosts…but that’s not to say I don’t believe in unexplained anomalies.”
    â€œLike a patient waking up from a coma after he’d been given up for lost?”
    She glanced around, then nodded. “Like that.”
    â€œThis is interesting.” He pulled up a chair and straddled it. “Tell me about the ghost.”
    â€œIs that what you all were talking about?”
    He nodded. “They believe a ghost helped Jeffrey Amberson wake up.”
    â€œAnd you believe she had nothing to do with it, right?”
    â€œI believe there’s a security breach going on here and it’s with the knowledge of the staff.”
    Mallory stood up. She looked Brad directly in the eye. “I find it hard to believe that a man who can have such rapport with children, who can gain their trust in a matter of moments, has no compassion for the rest of society.” With that she left him.
    Dana came around the counter a moment later. She leaned toward Brad confidentially. “Well, I see you two are getting along just great.”

Chapter Three
    D ana’s words were still ringing in Brad’s head later that night when he headed for his car. Mallory Russell did seem to rub him the wrong way. He couldn’t think why. She was competent, and he found himself looking for her when he was at the hospital. Yet each time he came in contact with her, the two seemed to be at opposite poles.
    Brad opened the door and hopped into the SUV. Automatically, he turned on the engine. The Luther Vandross disk he’d popped in the CD player that morning kicked in right at the place where it had stopped when he got to the hospital.
    Brad had stayed late to finish up some paperwork. It was nearly eleven o’clock, and he was wide awake. He didn’t really want to go home, but there was noplace else to go. If it were earlier he could pick up a game of basketball at the public court he often went to, but at this hour the guys were either asleep or pursuing their women. Brad wasn’t friendly with any of them. They were just a collection of guys who played ball together. When they left the court they never saw each other, socially or professionally. But when he was waiting on the sidelines for a place in the game to open up, he often talked with them, and he knew that, for some of them, the pursuit of the opposite sex was high on their entertainment list.
    Brad liked them and wondered if their apparent contentment had anything to do with that attitude. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home. It wasn’t