A Serpent's Tooth: A Walt Longmire Mystery
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He stared, unsure. “Excuse me?”
“Sorry, private joke.”
His eyes dropped to the clipboard, and he read, “‘Single, thrusting action wound with a circular defect surrounded with a margin of abrasion with the predictable langer or cleavage lines. . . .’” He paused, and his brows collided together on his face. “It was a very long knife.”
“You still have it?”
“I do.”
I started past him toward the room across the hall. “I’m going to need it.”
The old-world eyes went back to the sheet of paper and then he flipped the copy over, reading again, “‘Muscle and tissue were cut at an oblique angle with the resulting gaping injury with the muscles retracting and eversion at the skin edges; damage to the abdominal viscera and exsanguinations resulting in an internal hemorrhage.’” He slipped the clipboard under his arm and picked up his cup of coffee as I looked back at him. “‘Complications in association with peritonitis, sepsis infection along with damage to the uterus.’”
I withheld comment.
He sipped his coffee. “She’s in remarkable shape, especially considering her condition.”
My hand paused on the handle of the door. “You just said she was in remarkable shape.”
“She is.” He sipped his coffee some more. “For a woman who was seven weeks’ pregnant.”
I stood there, looking at him. “Was?”
“Was.” He pulled the cup away from his face and scrutinized me. “I thought you knew.”
“Um . . .” I could feel the dryness in my mouth as I tried to speak. “Kind of.”
He waited a moment and then rephrased his statement. “You didn’t know.”
I took a breath, in hopes that I wouldn’t pass out. “No.”
He glanced at the door I was about to go through. “I don’t suppose you’d care to return to the blissful state of ignorance in which you were as of a minute ago?”
I leaned against the doorjamb, still feeling more than a little weak in my knees. “So that she can tell me herself.”
The doc nodded. “Yes.”
“What if she doesn’t?”
“It’s very possible that she’s unaware, in which case I will inform her, but either way it’s between the two of you, and I am removed from the equation, which I desire most greatly.”
I gathered my strength and smiled at him as I carefully pushed open the door, finally remembering to mumble some words. “You bet.”
It was dark except for the light coming from the dusk-to-dawns in the parking lot outside. In an attempt to keep the room from being too stuffy, Isaac must’ve raised the window a few inches to let in a little fresh air, a practice of his that drove the nurses crazy.
She was asleep and breathing steadily, the IV at her side set on a steady drip.
I stood there in the middle of the room and listened to the vague sounds of the football game drifting through the space at the bottom of the window.
I looked at her and rubbed my hand over my face; finally, I lifted the guest chair from against the wall and quietly placed it beside the bed. My legs carried me around and seated me before I collapsed.
Her cheek made a small movement, and she swallowed.
I was as quiet as I’d been in the jungles of Vietnam.
She settled against her pillow, and I studied her.
My God, she was beautiful.
I don’t know how long I sat there watching her. I could feel myself nodding off and even went so far as to rest my elbow on the bed, cupping my chin in my hand and studying her some more.
The noise from the ball game reached a distant crescendo and then subsided—the Dogies must be putting a pasting on the Warriors. I thought about what Henry Standing Bear had said when I asked if he thought that those early times in our youth had been simpler. He’d said no, but then had added—but we were.
The crowd roared again, and I opened the white cardboard box and carefully removed the dyed chrysanthemums, tied together with ribbons. I breathed in the scent of her along with that of the black-and-orange corsage that I carefully placed on the pillow beside her head.
Table of Contents
Also by Craig Johnson
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Epigraph
Acknowledgments
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue