Chapter 21
THE LIGHT SHINING in Yuki’s eyes was blinding.
“Mom!” she yelled. “Mommy!”
“It’s okay,” said a man’s reassuring voice. “You’re okay.”
The light went off, and she saw gray eyes rimmed with blue, then the rest of his face. She didn’t know him, had never seen him before in her life.
“Who are you?”
“Dr. Chesney,” he said. “John. And your name is…?”
“Ms. Castellano. Yuki.”
“Good.” He smiled. “That checks with your ID. I have a few questions —”
“What the hell? What’s going on?”
“You’re in the emergency room,” Dr. Chesney told her. He appeared to be in his early thirties. Looked like he worked out. “You walked into an oncoming car,” he said.
“I did not.”
“It was stopping for the light, lucky for you,” Chesney continued. “Your CAT scan was negative. Just a minor concussion. You’ve got a couple of scrapes, a few stitches, an impressive bruise on your left hip, but no broken bones. How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Two.”
“And now?”
“Three.”
“Okay. Do this. Close your eyes. Touch your nose with your left forefinger. Now, same thing with the right. Excellent. And what’s the last thing you remember?”
“I have an impressive bruise on my hip.”
Chesney laughed. “I meant, what do you remember from before the accident?”
“A reporter was hounding me…”
“You remember her name?”
“Candy Bigmouth Stimpson.”
“Okay. Very good. She’s waiting outsid
e. I want to keep you here overnight, just for observation —”
But Yuki was staring around, starting to recognize the emergency room, her guts turning to Jell-O. She gripped the sides of the bed. “What hospital is this?”
“San Francisco Municipal.”
Mommy died here.
“I’ll want to check you over again in the morning —”
“Hell with that,” Yuki said. “I’m fine.”
“Or you can leave,” said Chesney. He produced a form on a clipboard, said, “This is a release that says you’re checking out against medical advice. Sign here.”