MURDER IN RETROSPECT (Allie Griffin Mysteries Book 5) Read Online Free PDF

whole time resuscitating that man on the table—didn’t stop once—I couldn’t believe it. He succeeded. The lights came back up. Equipment rebooted. And that's when Tom stepped back from the table and collapsed. I mean, resuscitating a dying patient in that manner is stressful enough, but then to have to continue in the dark with everyone panicking all around you? It was just too much given his heart condition, I guess."
                  Allie found there were no words coming to her mind. None at all. There was only a blank space there with an image of her wonderful Tom, looking sexy in scrubs with his kind eyes and his strong brow.
                  "It's ok, Allie," said Lucy, passing a napkin over the table.
                  Allie took it and dabbed at the corners of her eyes.
                  "He was a hero," said Lucy. "That's how he died. A hero. You should be proud."
                  "Oh, I am." Words came back to her. And the image she had in her head was no longer of Tom, but of something terribly wrong in the electrical bowels of Verdenier General.
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                  She made the call from her car.
                  " Verdenier General, how may I direct your call? "
                  If only she didn’t have to sit through fifteen minutes of Muzak before hearing this woman's voice.
                  "I need to speak with the head of technology." She looked at her computer screen, which displayed the web page listing Verdenier General's personnel. "Richard Teller? Is he there?"
                  " Hold on, I'll connect you... "
                  About a minute and a half more of Burt Bacharach, and then, " Teller here. "
                  "Yes, hello, Mr. Teller, my name is Allie Griffin and I'm looking for some information regarding a power outage at the hospital some time ago."
                  A pause, and then, " Ok? "
                  "This was about six years ago."
                  " Ok? "
                  "A power outage was accompanied by a corresponding failure of the hospital's backup—"
                  " What was your name again? "
                  "Allie Griffin."
                  " And where are you calling from? "
                  "I'm doing some independent research."
                  " Listen, that matter is settled and closed and no one is interested anymore ."
                  "Mr. Teller, I—"
                  " I have a lot of things to do today. "
                  "I understand that, and I—"
                  " Well then you should have no problem understanding that I have a lot more important things to do than to revisit an accident from six years ago. Goodbye, Miss Griffin."
                  And hung up.
                  Allie fumed. There was no call for such curtness on the phone from a total—
                  Accident , he'd said
                  Interesting choice of words.

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                  The next day, she went back to the hospital and asked to meet with Richard Teller in person.
                  He was nothing as she’d expected him to be. He was a short man, stocky, with snow-white hair and thick bags underneath his eyes. His entire face seemed to droop away from his forehead, and he looked not so much like a busy man than an extremely tired man.
                  "How can I help you?" he said.
                  "Mr. Teller, I'm Allie Griffin."
                  He looked at her quizzically. "Where do I know that name from?"
                  She looked right into his eyes. "We spoke on the phone yesterday? It was about the power outage from six years ago."
                  At some point