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She began carefully, “I can generally tell you our range of procedures. Up to eleven weeks is deemed the embryonic period. Up to that point the abortion can be done by what is called medication abortion.”

“A pill, you mean?”

“Yes. And in that event, there may be a follow-up appointment within one to two weeks to ensure the pregnancy is terminated and the patient is well. If the woman’s last menstrual cycle was more than eleven weeks ago, an in-clinic abortion may be required. That would have to be performed here.”

“I was told she was only eight weeks along, so Sara could have just done it with a pill?”

“She could have,” said Tillis vaguely. “About forty percent of clinic-managed pregnancy terminations are done that way.”

Devine thought quickly and something occurred to him. “Do you know who her ob-gyn was?”

“I’m afraid that—”

“Look, I know that HIPAA doesn’t allow you to tell me anything about her personal medical history, but I’m just asking for the name of her doctor. I don’t think there’s any law that says you can’t tell me that.”

“And what will you do with that information? Go and talk to the person?”

“Probably, and they won’t tell me anything they’re not legally supposed to. I just wanted to know about, well, her pregnancy. Why she ended it. Her ob-gyn might know.”

“I take it you knew her well?”

“We worked together. We were friends, as I told you on the phone. I’m very sorry she’s gone.”

“I can understand that.” Tillis tapped her fingernails on the desk and then looked at something on her phone for a few moments. “The name Sara provided was a Dr. John Wyman.” She gave him the man’s contact information.

“Thank you very much. Was Sara alone when she came here?”

“I won’t get into that. But if the person is undergoing a medical procedure they need someone to be with them. With medication abortion, they normally don’t. It can be done at home, and often is.”

“It must have been a very hard decision for her.”

“For every patient I see it is, and Sara was no exception.”

“Her parents are in from New Zealand. Have you talked to them?”

“No, I’ve had no contact from them. Why do you ask?”

“Sara’s mother was the one who told me about your clinic. That’s how I knew to contact you.”

“She must have gotten that from someone else, the police perhaps.”

“That’s right, she did mention that.”

“Do the police have any leads as to who killed Sara?”

“Not that they’re sharing with me.”

She looked at him closely. “I don’t necessarily expect you to answer this, but were you the father?”

“No, I wasn’t. But I guess I could have been, if things had turned out differently.”

Tillis did not seem to know how to take this. To Devine she seemed a bit alarmed, and he suddenly wondered if he had really stepped in it again. She might call the police the second after he left.

“I didn’t even know she was pregnant until after she was killed,” he said. “Nobody did, apparently.”

“She wouldn’t have been visibly showing at that stage. Many women don’t even know they’re pregnant at that point.”

“She was very nice. A good person. When everyone at the firm found out what had happened, we were all rocked. It just didn’t seem possible.”

“I can see that. Do you have any idea who could have done it?”

“No. But I hope to find out.”

She looked alarmed again. “I think that is better left to the police.”

“You’d think, wouldn’t you? Only it might be more complicated than that.”





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ON THE TRAIN BACK TO the city Devine called Dr. Wyman’s office with a request to speak to him about Ewes.

However, he was told that Wyman was not available. Devine then left his name and number and asked if the doctor could contact him when he had the chance and that it was important. The receptionist said she would pass along the information and then she hung up.

Okay, so much for that.

He got off the subway at Broadway and walked until he reached the Lombard Theater. Godot was still playing for the next week or so. He walked around the front of the building and took in the marquee, the ticket office, the stanchions, and the people scurrying around.

Ewes had been interested in this play for some reason. She had walked into Jennifer Stamos’s office and told her to go see it. Now that Stamos had told him that she and Ewes were in love, her confiding in Stamos made sense. But the more he thought about it, the more Devine was convinced that Ewes had told Stamos more. He didn’t believe Stamos’s explanation that Ewes was trying to protect her by keeping her in the dark. If Ewes had told Stamos to check out the Lombard Theater, he was sure she would have told her lover why.

Then something occurred to Devine, and he groaned, chastising himself for not thinking of it earlier. He took out his phone, did a Google search, and found his answer.

The Lombard Theater was owned by . . . the Locust Group. Ewes’s interest had nothing to do with the play. It had everything to do with the property. The nicely rehabbed property.