Turn the Dial for Death (The Sidmouth Murder Mysteries #2)

Chapter Nineteen

Fifteen miles away, on the third floor of Exeter Hospital, Andrea Lopez sat by the side of her daughter’s bed.

Gabriel was asleep on Nina’s other side, scrunched into a chair which couldn’t contain his long limbs.

In repose, his face was still grey, the tension that had aged him two decades overnight never leaving his expression.

Please, Andrea prayed. Please God, save Nina. Save my Nina for me, I cannot live without her.

The machines beeped and whirred, and Nina lay as still as the dead.