“Sure thing.”
Yvette agreed immediately, patting her chest in assurance before pulling out her phone to help Silvia make the connection. “Don’t worry. The former director of Pinecrest Medical Center practically watched me grow up.”
Seeing that Yvette had such connections, Silvia’s anxiety finally eased. As long as Yvette could handle this, everything else would fall into place.
Yvette knew Silvia almost never asked for favors, so if she’d come to her now, it had to be something major. Without hesitation, she dialed up the old director, Fairchild Doyle, right in front of Silvia.
“Mr. Doyle, are you away on vacation?”
Yvette’s tone was tinged with the respectful warmth reserved for elders. She chuckled at whatever he said on the other end, then continued, “Actually, Mr. Doyle, a friend of mine has a few things she’d like to ask you. Would you have a moment sometime soon?”
After a bit of back-and-forth, Yvette hung up and flashed Silvia an “OK” sign.
“He’s still out of town, but don’t worry—he’ll be back soon.”
“How soon?” Silvia pressed, barely able to contain her urgency.
If she could uncover what really happened with the swapped medical records all those years ago, she might finally learn the true cause of her grandmother’s death. One thing was clear—Wilhelmina hadn’t died from lung cancer, no matter what the records said.
“Just a couple of days. As soon as he’s free, I’ll call you.”
—
After making their arrangements, Silvia and Yvette sat together for a while longer before deciding to head home.
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