Mystery & Suspense
Read an excerpt from A Plague of Secrets (continued):
"But he's still unconscious?" Hardy asked.
Frannie and Hardy heard Treya's quick intake of breath and flashed their reactions to one another. "Well, that's really not so much of an issue now, since they've induced a coma. He's going to be unconscious for a while. Maybe a week or more."
"He's in a coma?" Frannie, before she could stop herself.
"It's not as bad as it sounds," Treya said. "They induce it with some drug to let his brain heal. And they've got him on something for the internal swelling, but the doctor says they still may have to operate. In fact, probably."
Hardy, possibly leaving the actual ridges of his fingerprints in the telephone at his ear, asked, "When's that going to be, the surgery?"
"Probably pretty soon, maybe by the morning. They've got him stuck with a couple of catheters in his neck to measure his cranial pressure. It gets above fifteen, whatever that means, they're going to have to go in. And it's at thirteen now, up from ten when he got here, so…"
"Do you need us to do anything?" Frannie asked.
"Watching Rachel is enough. I don't see either of us leaving here for a while."
"Take whatever time you need, Trey." Frannie eyes were locked on Hardy's as they nodded together. "Don't even think about that. It's no issue. She's wonderful and we love having her. Both of us."
"Both of us," Hardy repeated. "So what's next?"
"I think probably the surgery."
"What are they going to do?"
"They take a couple of bones out of his skull to relieve the pressure."
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