Page 28 of Death at a Scottish Halloween

“Strep tests for all of them. If one has it …”

“They all may.” She frowned. “Tis the season.”

“Exactly,” I said. “How are the rest of them doing?”

“They’re cold, but they were only in the water for a few minutes. I have three more to check.”

“I’ll do that. You run the scan.”

She nodded.

By the time we’d finished, most of the girls had the all-clear. Sam went home with antibiotics and an appointment on Monday for a recheck. She had pneumonia and strep. I’d considered keeping her in one of our surgical suites, but most patients did better at home.

“If her fever goes up or symptoms seem worse, call me,” I said to Amber.

“Thank you, Doctor.”

It was midafternoon, and I was dead on my feet. “So much for our Sunday off,” I said.

Abigail laughed. “You would have found some kind of work to do. Have you met you?”

I grinned. “Well, you and Tommy should go home and make the most of what’s left of your weekend.”

“Are you sure? We could stay here. I don’t like leaving you here with the body.”

“She won’t be alone,” Ewan said. He came down the hall from my living area with a coffee in his hand. He handed it to me.

“Uh. Thanks.”

“We have the victim’s wife coming in an hour and a half,” he said. “Henry is bringing her down. She’d been coming earlier, but I explained that we had an emergency. I picked lunch up for you from the pub. Mara sent it.”

I took the coffee from him. “Well, it seems you have everything in hand,” I said. “Don’t you have some killers to find or something? I can handle the widow.”

“I know you can. I also came to see if you have some idea of how our second victim died.”

“I’m not ready to say quite yet. I need to review all the findings. We were interrupted by an emergency, as you know.”

He frowned. “But do you have some idea for cause of death?”

“It’s not like our other victim. There was a spike in adrenaline, and his heart was enlarged. Abigail hasn’t had time to run the rest of the tests.”

“I’m off to do that now,” she said. She’d been behind me, and I’d forgotten she was there.

“They can wait until tomorrow.”

Ewan started to speak, but I held up a hand. “We’re exhausted, Ewan.”

He angled his head but gave a tight nod.

“Actually, Tommy isn’t done in the garden. I gave him two more hours. That’s enough time for me to finish up. I’ll have the findings for you then, Doc.”

I sighed. There was no use arguing with her.

“All right then. I’ll have more information in a few hours.”

“I’ll also get him ready for viewing,” she said.

“I can do that,” I said. “You have your hands full with the tests.”