It wound up taking Jenn almost half an hour to get to the hospital. Once inside, she flashed her ID and headed for the third-floor unit where Weldon was now being cared for.
When they arrived on the third floor, she paused at the nurses’ desk. “Deputy Weldon?” She realized she had no idea what his first name was.
“Down the corridor to the left. Room 323.”
“Thanks very much.”
When they arrived at the door, she tapped on the frame and walked in.
It was a private room. At one end a large window didn’t have much of a view, but it let in lots of light. A hospital bed was in the center of the room, and on one side was a fairly large armchair, which Jenn knew from experience would open into a bed for the patient’s loved one to spend the night.
Weldon sat up in bed, an IV line hooked up to h
