Here is the next chapter. Margaret you were right. Amber

Chapter 7

Luckily, Callie didn't get any worse through the night. The next morning around ten AM, Fenton and Laura went to Dr. Anderson's office off of Main Street. Laura had been going to the practice for years. He called. "George, Laura and I are here, we are coming up. Great."

They waited by the door because it was a Saturday and the place was secured like Fort Knox. George Anderson smiled at them. "Thank you both for coming. You both look tired."

"Had a long night. Callie's father committed domestic violence against her last night, strangled her and struck her twice. One of her cheek bones is fractured but intact." Fenton quickly added.

"Good God! I hadn't heard."

Laura crossed her arms. "Like nobody heard that Ellen Shaw was murdered at the airport two nights ago either. It's been hushed up."

Fenton gazed at his phone. "The order of protection is in place, Mr. Shaw cannot come near Callie."

Both Laura and George answered. "GOOD!"

Fenton asked, "okay so what were the two drugs that had discrepancies?"

George brought the phials. "We have an extra Depo Provera, and missing a Novarel."

Laura held up a hand. "I know what Dept provera is, that is a form of birth control, what is the Novarel?"

George said grimly, "It's an injection that stimulates ovulation."

"Is it possible one of the phials broke?" Fenton asked?"

"I have a strict policy that a med is compromised that a witness has to sign off on a report for the discrepancy and one of the doctors must be notified immediately and I am to be told once back in the office. It rarely happens. Accidents happen of course but you always use the five rights of medication before administering a dose of medication. You dispense the medications you pour."

Fenton looked at his wife. "The five rights?"

Laura answered. "The right patient, the right medication, the right dose, the right time, and the right route."

Fenton nodded. "So every nurse administering medication follows those rights."

Laura nodded. "Every time, or we can make a med error and lose our license."

"Who administers medication at this practice?" Fenton asked.

"We have four LPN's and two midwifes who administer the meds. We have eight MDs at the practice."

"I see, so you have one nurse per two doctors and two midwifes. Does anyone else have access to the meds?"

"No the meds are in a locked room that you enter a combination for. I change it every three months."

"So the worse case scenario is that one of your patients received the wrong medication." Laura said.

"Yes, and I hope this is not the case."

"Here are the confidentiality agreements."

Both Laura and Fenton signed.

"I perform inventory on medications every four weeks on Fridays. These are the patients that came in for depo injections for various reasons. Most do it for birth control and/or to control bad menstrual bleeding." George said exacerbated.

Fenton opened a file. "Let's look at these files and see what…." He stopped mid sentence his eyes darting to a file. He grabbed it and scanned. "Linda Reed administered the depo to this patient?"

"Yes the midwives are also nurses."

Laura noted the distress in her husband's voice. "Honey what is it?"

Fenton couldn't speak; he handed the folder to Laura. She glanced at the name. "Callie Shaw...honey it's just a possibility."

"Honey remember what I told you Thursday night? Trust, Callie is the beneficiary."

"Yes but how would...her next of kin and her father if he hadn't been caught last night could try to claim the child. It's a stretch Fenton."

"I don't think so. I think I need to talk to Linda Reed, in the meantime can you test these women for the depo?"

"Of course."

"Callie can come in on Tuesday depending on how she does at the hospital."

"I'll call the hospital to get the orders to do the tests right now. That is easy enough."

"Do her first. I think it's the money shot. I really do."

Fenton Hardy knew his wife would get home without much trouble. Joe would come pick her up if needed. He had gotten Linda Reed's address from her personnel file. He pulled up to a nice home in the Bay area. It had white brick and a lot of windows. He rang the bell and Patrick Reed answered the door. "Mr. Hardy hello."

"Is your mom here?"

"Yeah, she's in the kitchen making lunch. Come in."

"Mom! Fenton Hardy is here."

"What!" She shrieked and stalked to the hallway. "You have a lot of nerve coming here! Robert Shaw didn't do a thing to that girl. She's a pathological liar!"

Patrick looked chastised. "Mom!"

Fenton didn't bat an eyelash at her tirade. "You can think that all you want. There is an abundance of evidence. That's not why I'm here. I was hired by Dr. Anderson to investigate an inconsistency of medications at the clinic."

"What on earth? Aright come in." Linda said. She put a sandwich at the head of the table. "Eat Rick and keep quiet please. What do you mean inconsistencies?"

"Specifically, there is an extra Depo shot and a missing Novarel. You're familiar with these medications?"

"I am. I administer depo all the time, I don't deal with Novarel, only our infertility specialists do."

"But you know what these drugs do." Fenton pressed.

"Of course."

He leaned forward. "Why did you give Callie the Novarel?"

"I didn't. I gave her depo."

"Are you sure?" Fenton clipped.

"I'm sure." Linda snapped, thumping her fist on the counter.

Patrick remained silent but his mother had tells. She narrowed one of her eyes if she was lying. And she was doing that right now. 'Oh my god! He thought, Callie could very well be pregnant, and not know!' "Mom why?"

"I told you to stay quiet."

"No! I won't! You told me I couldn't tell Callie that I was her brother, now you are giving her a drug she didn't want! Mom, that's assault!"

"Honey I didn't do that. I gave her a depo will you relax. Eat your sandwich."

Patrick snapped. "Mom you have tells, just like Robert Shaw does. I don't like how the two of you haven't so much as mentioned Ellen's name since his return. It's like she didn't exist. Well she did damnit!"

Fascinated Fenton watched the exchange between mother and son. His son didn't have to say anything about his mother having tells. He knew when a perp was lying to him. It was years of instinct. "Well, I must be going now. Linda and for the record if you did give Callie that drug it's on you."

Patrick got up from the table and grabbed his keys. "I'm going to dad's house. NOT Robert Shaw's house. My dad's house. I need air."

"Patrick Evan Reed get back here."

"No."

Fenton held the door for the very distraught young man. He followed him to his fathers home which was a condo near the school. Then he went to his house and found Laura pacing the living room. "What?"

"You were right. Callie doesn't have depo in her system and she is pregnant."