Finally, Neil Gilbert answered, “Neil, here.” “Neil, why did you page me?” “Well, there may be a problem. My hours have been cut while they’re training a new nurse.” “Has that ever happened before?” “It’s happened to me twice in the last three years. It usually lasts only a week.” “What are your new hours? “Monday, Wednesday and Friday from eight at night to six the next morning.” “Before he had the seizure, did his son visit much with him at night?” “I checked the logs, like you asked me to. About half the visits were at night, around eight o’clock. Right after his son finished his supper.” “How does the old man look to you?” “He’s much better than he was a week ago. I saw the report on the Doctor’s visit this afternoon. They think he’s almost recovered from the seizure. If that’s true, he should be able to have visitors again any day now.” “Look, Neil, I need you to be vigilant. I don’t want to miss any opportunity to catch them together.
