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I look up.

"What?"

"There's something else. But it's not public record, and it wasn't part of the search you authorized."

"Then how did you get it?"

"One of my old contacts started pulling records connected to the dates surrounding the arrest. Went further than I asked him to."

"What kind of records?"

"Hospital."

My attention sharpens.

"Whose?"

"Sloane's."

I stare at him.

"You're telling me someone accessed her medical records?"

"Yes. And before you ask, I know we shouldn't have them."

He places another document on the desk.

I don't touch it immediately.

"How does it relate to the arrest?"

"That's what caught my attention. She went to the emergency department three days before Donovan was arrested."

I look at the date.

1:12 a.m.

An emergency department intake. Three years ago.

I read farther.

Visible bruising at both wrists. Possible concussion.

No emergency contact provided.

Patient declined police involvement.

Overnight observation recommended. Patient discharged against medical advice.

"Fuck."

Sergio remains silent while I read the report again.

Three days.

Three days between Sloane arriving at a hospital injured in the middle of the night and a man named Trey Donovan being arrested for assaulting Preston Lane.

I don't believe in coincidences that convenient.