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field glasses, so everyone took a few minutes to observe the area from slightly different positions before sharing what they had been able to see with one another. All of the soldiers had spotted the enemy Blackhawk sitting on the road at the point where it met the bridge. On the span itself sat a large SUV turned sideways, with at least three people camping behind the vehicle. The truth was undeniable: Barnes’ scouts held the crossing.
     
     
    The first thing Christy saw as the world slowly emerged from darkness was the concerned face of Dr. Vicki e Martinez leaning over her. “What happened?” Christy groaned as she tried to sit up.
    “My best guess is that your blood sugar is out of whack,” Vickie replied, handing her a packet of glucose gel. “Eat this.”
    Christy waved it away. “That doesn’t look like food, and your official diagnosis sounds less than scientific.”
    “Would you prefer an IV? I suppose that’s a more scientific way to boost your blood sugar.”
    Christy grabbed the packet. “So why do you think this goo will be good for me?”
    Gracie cut in playfully, “What’s the matter—are you afraid this stuff isn’t on David’s pre-approved food list?”
    “I should never tell anyone anything,” Christy grumbled.
    “As your doctor I have to respectfully disagree.” Vickie packed a few small items back in her bag and reached down to help Christy up into a chair. “Knowing that you haven’t been eating or drinking, that you’re pregnant, and that diabetes runs in your family, led me to check your blood sugar while you were passed out. I’m your mom’s doctor too, you know, and she has me check her blood sugars regularly.”
    “I can go get some real food, and some bottled waters,” Gracie offered.
    “That would be very helpful,” Vickie replied. “I’ll stay here with Christy until you get back, and the rest of you can go about your business. Our so-called clinic is just a few doors down, but I’m confident that Mrs. Smith won’t be requiring any additional medical services this evening.”
    When everyone had gone, Christy turned to Vickie and coolly stated, “I’m glad we have a little time alone. I have a few questions for you.”
    Vickie sounded genuinely concerned, “Are you worried about the baby? You’ve got nothing—”
    Christy cut her off. “It’s not about the baby. It’s about David. I know that something has him distracted, I know that he’s been talking to you, and I know that you brought him some sort of news last night during the meeting. You have to tell me, is there something wrong with David?”
    “No, lord no, as far as I know David is as healthy as a horse.”
    “Then what have you two been talking about? What information did you have that was so important that it couldn’t wait until after the planning meeting?” Christy narrowed her eyes. “I know all about doctor-patient confidentiality, we lawyers have a similar thing with our clients. I don’t care about that right now—you have to tell me what’s going on.”
    “All I can tell you is that you don’t have to worry about David,” Vickie tried to sound reassuring, but her growing discomfort was obvious.
    Christy pounced. “So I don’t have to worry about David—who do I have to worry about? What secret are you and my husband keeping from me? Is my mother ill? Is that it?”
    “No, your mother is fine—”
    “Ah, my mother is fine, but you admit there’s a secret.”
    Vickie was growing increasingly flustered. “I didn’t say that!”
    “You didn’t have to. But I’ll give you the chance. Look me in the eye and swear on all that you hold holy—God, your husband, your children—that you and David aren’t keeping something from me.”
    Vickie had always been a terrible liar, but she hoped that she could get by Christy on a technicality. “I swear, David and I aren’t keeping anything from you specifically.” Christy leaned back and smiled, and Vickie allowed herself a