Daniel backed up against the painted wall, keeping his navy coat wrapped around his waist.

“Dr.

Collins showed me the intake record from October twelfth,” I said.

“You checked her in at four in the afternoon and walked her out before seven.”

“I had the regional sales dinner at eight,” Daniel said, cutting himself short.

“I was running the whole corporate presentation for the Great Lakes leadership team.”

“Our daughter was sitting on an exam table in terrible pain,” I said, stepping closer to him.

“And you left her to go have dinner with your vice president.”