A Criminal Mind

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Argen checked in just before lunch and they told him he was wanted back at the hospital. At first he thought the girl had died and then he realized that if she had, they would have told him and would have assigned somebody to work with him on the case. He was glad she hadn’t died. They had acted pretty gloomy about her chances but Argen knew that when they were young like this girl, like this Helen Matthews, the longer they hung on the better the chances were.

He stopped at the hospital desk and told the girl his name and she said a Mr. Matthews wanted to see him. That was Mr. Matthews over there.

Matthews was in one of the small alcoves off the main waiting room. He looked up as Argen walked toward him and then stood up quickly. He was a trim man in his fifties with a silver-hair look of importance and expensive, conservative clothes. He looked both nervous and belligerent.

“You’re Argen?”

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