The late September drizzle turned into a downpour. Umbrellas knocked into each other as their owners pushed through the crowd to get into the best position to cross the street first when the light changed. A few teetered on the curb, ready to spring at a moment’s notice. Horns erupted in the rush-hour traffic. The drivers had no intention of slowing down despite the weather. A woman slipped on the wet sidewalk and grabbed the arm of the closest passerby to prevent her from falling on the hard cement. The stranger gave her an indignant sneer, pushed her hand away, and hurried to the bus shelter to get out of the rain. In the process, he bumped into me as I sat on the dry bench, watching the mayhem unfold. Without giving even a hint of an apology, he bent his head toward me. His steely gray eyes bore into me as if the whole incident was my fault.
Ignoring him, but determined not to move closer to the edge of the bench to give him enough space to sit down, I gazed across the street, searching for Sheila, my best friend’s aunt, to emerge from the hospital. Her shift should have ended thirty minutes ago. I’d intended to wait in my car, but couldn’t find a parking spot with a view of the hospital’s employee entrance, so I’d parked in the lot behind the bus stop, walked to the bench to avoid the rain, and watched for her.
More people poured into the bus shelter, blocking my view. I stood and peered between the heads of two women just as a bus cut to the curb. No longer able to see the other side of the street, I moved away from the horde of people, opened my umbrella, and headed toward the crosswalk.
I saw Sheila emerge from the hospital and waved my hand in the air. With the rain and people scurrying about, I doubted she could see me in the crowd. Continuing along the sidewalk, I kept my eyes on Sheila and noticed she wasn’t wearing a raincoat or making any attempt to cover her head. That seemed odd. Her dripping wet hair clung to the top of her nurse’s uniform, and she was staggering, her body swaying with each step she took. Keeping her in my sights, I made my way to the crosswalk. Sheila stopped walking and looked back toward the hospital. A few seconds later, she swung around and moved in a zigzag path to the street. Sheila didn’t stop when she reached the curb.
Standing on my side of the street, I screamed. “Stop!…Stop, Sheila!”
A woman next to her gripped Sheila’s arm and said something to her.
Sheila violently pushed the woman away, sending the helpful stranger into the crowd behind her.
Horns blared. Brakes squealed. Tires screeched. But it wasn’t enough to prevent a black sedan from smashing into Sheila. Her body flew in the air, landed on the car hood, and slid to the pavement.
Screams of witnesses pierced the air.
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Author Inge-Lise Goss has created characters that are believable and a plot that kept me reading from the very first word until the last. Dora was very realistic and her boyfriend and police detective Tucker added romance and behind the scenes help in her investigation as they shared the details of the case. I believe that you will find Fatal Limit to be a winner. It is a fast, captivating and thrilling read and a mystery that young and old will really enjoy.”— Trudi LoPreto, Readers’ Favorite Reviewer
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A MURDERER IS LOOSE IN THE HOSPITAL
Dora Stephens can’t refuse this case.
When she witnesses Sheila, the aunt of her best friend, stagger out of the hospital and die from a traffic accident, Dora’s private eye instincts kick in. Something’s not right. Sheila had no known enemies… but someone wanted her dead.
Digging into the circumstances of Sheila’s death leads Dora on a devious path where she encounters lies, drugs, betrayal, and infidelity. She uncovers another mysterious death and stumbles upon a dark secret kept by some of the hospital’s top staff and privileged doctors.
Sheila was not the only nurse who had an affair with the hospital’s star surgeon. Would one of her romantic rivals stoop to murder? Or had she learned too much about the well-kept dark secret?
Fatal Limit is a spellbinding medical thriller that will keep you turning its pages. In this taut and gripping story, greed, love and envy come together to create a deadly toxin. And the only prescription is… justice