He lay on his hospital bed like a cadaver, eyes closed and tubes in his arms. Outside the small room could be heard the voices and rattling crockery of the nursing home, but here the quiet of near death prevailed. Only Cady's labored breathing proved that he still lived. While Val hung back, Rob turned off the wall-mounted television and said quietly, "Mr. Cady?" The sunken eyes opened. His dark skin had a yellowish tinge and deep lines were carved in his face. He looked a hundred years old. If he lived until October, he would turn forty. "Who are you?" His voice was as thin and lifeless as the rest of him. "My name is Rob Smith, and I'm looking into something that happened a long time ago." He nodded toward Val. "This is Val Covington, my partner." A flicker of life showed in Cady's eyes when he looked at Val, who couldn't help but look sexy even in her lawyer clothes. The patient wasn't dead yet. "Why'd you come here? Nobody ever comes to see me." His mouth twisted. "Even my own family don't visit 'cause they're afraid I'll give 'em AIDS." "We came because you're the key to understanding what happened the night Officer James Malloy was killed." Cady's gaze shifted away.
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