Countdown to Death. Debby GiustiЧитать онлайн книгу.
worried. The morning news mentioned a fire. Sounded like the place where you were staying.”
“I’m fine, Denise. A very nice woman and her nephew took me in.”
“Oh-h?” She exaggerated the word into two syllables. “And just how old is this nephew?”
Allison couldn’t help but laugh. Denise loved to play matchmaker, and she’d offered Allison more than a few names of eligible bachelors. None of whom Allison had been interested in meeting. “My guess, early thirties.”
“And you turned twenty-nine on your last birthday. Sounds perfect.”
“Enough of that. I need to talk to Veronica.”
The secretary lowered her voice. “I think she’s gotten some flack about those units you quarantined yesterday, especially with the shortage we’re having statewide.”
Denise had reached out to Allison when she’d first received funding for her research. Always one to know the latest scuttlebutt, the secretary had quickly clued her in to Veronica’s insistence on perfection. Something Allison couldn’t fault.
Laboratory testing required precision and accuracy. When someone’s life hung in the balance, there was no time for second-guessing. That was exactly why Allison was in Sterling. She believed her results were valid.
“Have you talked to any donors yet?” the lab manager asked as soon as she got on the line.
“That’s what I plan to do today. I’ll let you know what I uncover.”
“The board expects a detailed explanation on why those three units are being held in quarantine. Bottom line, they don’t want surgeries canceled because of a lack of blood.”
“And I don’t want someone to come down with a fatal disease post-transfusion from a unit that may be infected.”
Veronica sighed. “Of course we have to err on the side of caution. I’ll type up a report and present it to the board as soon as I hear back from you. Oh, and by the way, Allison, your dad called to talk to you this morning.”
“My dad? Did he say what he wanted?”
“Evidently he got wind of your research. You didn’t tell me you were Dr. Philip Stewart’s daughter. He’s one of the leading surgeons in this part of the country. Invite me to lunch next time he’s in town.”
“His schedule keeps him rather busy.” Allison wouldn’t mention their father-daughter estrangement to Veronica.
“I hope you don’t mind, but Denise forwarded his call to me. I told him you’d hit a slight blip in your test protocol that might put your research on hold.”
The positive test results were not a blip. And there was no reason her father needed to be told his daughter was less than successful. He’d figured that out long ago.
Of course, she wouldn’t mention that to Veronica, either.
“Call me when you have something,” her supervisor continued. “There’s another South Georgia blood draw in less than two weeks.”
“Ten days to be exact. I’ll find the reason for the results as soon as I can. Just be sure the board doesn’t release those three units of blood.”
Allison hung up, feeling anxiety eat at her esophagus. She had to focus on the task at hand or all the work she’d done would go up in smoke.
Not a good analogy.
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