If You Know Her: A Novel of Romantic Suspense

she saw him, it wasn’t going to be over the drugs the hospital staff had been forcing on her.
    No, the next time it would be over the night she’d been found unconscious, just a few days ago, her wrists slashed open, her prints on the bat that had been used to beat a man damn near to death.
    Her best friend—the people here thought she was capable of that.
    They wanted her in jail for it.
    Closing her eyes, she rested her head against her pillow and sighed. It wouldn’t be long now, either. She’d seen it in the doctor’s eyes when he’d been in to see her yesterday.
    Sympathy, knowledge … and a grim acceptance. She was no longer in need of the medical services a hospital could provide. And they weren’t about to let her traipse away where they couldn’t keep her
secured
.
    In their eyes, she’d done something awful, and it was time she paid for it.
    But I didn’t do anything
.
    The sad, forlorn whine wanted to work its way free, but she swallowed it, shoved it down inside. She sure ashell wasn’t going to go meekly along with whatever they had in mind, but she was done with wringing her hands and moaning, too.
    She just needed to figure out what she
was
going to do …