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Chapter 155
Maya’s POV
The questions started at six in the morning and had not stopped by noon.
Hospital administrators first… Then security personnel, going over the same ground with a different emphasis. Then a second detective I hadn’t met before, working alongside Reeves, asking me to describe the intruder’s build, his clothing, anything about his voice.
I gave the same maccount each time
By the fourth repetition, the words had worn smooth, the way anything did when you said it enough times…
I kept my eyes on whoever was asking.
I kept answering
I expected, somewhere in all of it, to be told who he was.
A name. A photograph. Some confirmation that the system designed to catch people who did this kind of thing had caught him, that the footage had produced a clear image, that the staff access cards were logged with names attached and one of those names didn’t belong.
Instead, at eleven, Reeves came back with something else.
“The access,” he said. “We’ve confirmed how he got in”
I waited.
“A staff card,” he said. “Used at the east stairwell door at one-fifty-two in the morning. Valid credentials. No alarm triggered, no flag raised.”
I looked at him
“Whose card?” I said.
“That’s the part I need to walk you through carefully,” he said. “The card belonged to a nurse on the night rotation. She reports it missing as of this morning…. she believes she misplaced it during her shift change, possibly left it in the staff lounge.”
He held my gaze. “We’re verifying that account. But assuming it holds, it means the card was either stolen opportunistically by someone already inside the building, or….”
“Or someone who works here gave it to him,” I said.
“Yes,” he said….
The thought sat in my chest like something cold and physical.
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I had been thinking about the threat as external…. Mason’s reach, Zara’s hired contractor, Richard’s interference, the unidentified figures who had been circling this story since the dead bird in the black box. All of it operating from outside, finding ways in
This was different
This meant someone inside the building… someone who wore the same scrubs as the nurse who had brought me a change of clothes on the first night, someone who might have checked Alex’s vitals an hour before the intruder arrived, someone who might be walking past this room right now with a clipboard and a professional, unremarkable face…. had either been careless in a way that handed a weapon to a killer, or had handed it to him deliberately.
I looked at the corridor through the open door
A nurse walked past, pushing a cart.
I watched her go and the unwelcome calculation start running, not about her specifically, but about the category she now belonged to. Anyone with access. Anyone with a badge. Anyone whose presence in this building was, until this morning, the most unremarkable thing in the world.
A doctor stopped at the nurses’ station down the hall, checking a chart
I watched him too.
The hospital had become, in the space of one sentence from Reeves, a building full of people I could no longer simply trust by default.
“What about the footage?” I said. “If he came through a stairwell, there should be cameras….”
“There are cameras,” Reeves said. “We’re pulling everything from that floor for the relevant window.”
“And?”
He looked at me with the careful expression of someone deciding how much to say before he had
finished confirming it himself.
“I’ll have more for you this evening,” he said.
The afternoon moved slowly.
Alex’s condition remained stable…. the doctors had run a full panel after the IV incident and confirmed
that whatever had been introduced, if anything had been introduced at all, hadn’t reached his system before I’d pulled the intruder away. The relief of that had been real, briefly, before the rest of it crowded
back in.
Catherine sat with me for an hour in the early afternoon. She didn’t ask the questions everyone else had been asking.
She just sat, and occasionally put her hand over mine, and let the silence exist without needing to fill it.
I appreciated her for that more than I had words to tell her
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At six, Reeves came back.
He had a different officer with him this time…. younger, holding a tablet, the specific posture of someone who had been asked to deliver something and understood its weight.
“We pulled the footage,” Reeves said.
I sat up.
“There’s a gap,” he said.
I looked at him
“Not a malfunction,” he said. “Not a camera angle that missed something. A section of the recording…. eleven minutes, covering the stairwell and the corridor leading to this room is gone. Not corrupted. Not blank. The system shows a clean cut.
“Someone with system access deleted it,” he said. “Which requires administrator-level credentials, not just a staff card.” He paused. “This wasn’t opportunistic. This was planned with knowledge of the hospital’s security architecture.”
I sat with that.
“Do you know who has that level of access?” I said.
“A small number of IT and security personnel,” he said. “We’re working through the list. It will take time…. these things always take longer than anyone wants them to”
I looked at the tablet in the younger officer’s hands.
At the gap that existed where evidence should have been… eleven clean minutes, removed with the precision of someone who understood exactly what they were doing and exactly how to make sure no one could prove they had done it.
I thought about the dead bird again
The lens mark on the glass in the empty office.
The calendar breach that had let someone know about the hospital appointment weeks ago.
The Calloway file, stolen and partially returned
All of it carrying the same signature… not brute force, not desperation. Precision. Patience. Someone who understood systems well enough to move through them without leaving the kind of trail that ordinary intruders left.
This was not Mason’s style, surgical as he was… Mason left fingerprints, even when he tried not to. This was not the contractor Zara might have hired…. she might not want to hurt Alex of all people.
This was someone else.
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Someone who had been operating underneath everything since before the wedding, since before the engagement, possibly since before any of us had understood there was a story happening at all.
Someone smart enough to erase themselves from the record entirely
I looked at Alex, asleep in the bed beside me, the monitor running its steady numbers.
Whoever this was had gotten close enough to touch the IV line.
And had walked away clean.
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