Title:In the Woods
Author(s): Tana French
Publisher(s): Penguin Books
Pages: 464
Year: 2008
Format: MOBI
Language: English
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We pulled Katy$prime;s medical records, of course, straight away. She and Jessica had been a couple of weeks premature, but Katy, at least, had rallied well, and until she was eight and a half she had had nothing but the normal childhood stuff. Then, out of nowhere, she had started getting sick. Stomach cramping, projectile vomiting, diarrhea for days on end; once she had ended up in the emergency room three times in one month. A year ago, after a particularly bad attack, the doctors had done an exploratory laparotomy—the surgery Cooper had spotted, the one that had kept her out of ballet school. They had diagnosed «idiopathic pseudo-obstructive bowel disease with atypical lack of distension.» Reading between the lines, I got the sense that this meant they had ruled out everything else and had absolutely no idea what was wrong with this kid.
«Munchausen by proxy?» I asked Cassie, who was reading over my shoulder, arms folded on the back of my chair. She and I and Sam had staked out a corner of the incident room, as far as possible from the tip line, where we could have a modicum of privacy as long as we kept our voices down.
She shrugged, made a face. «It could be. But there$prime;s stuff that doesn$prime;t fit. Most Munchausen mothers have a background around the edges of medicine—nurse$prime;s aide, something like that.» Margaret, according to the background check, had left school at fifteen and worked in Jacobs$prime;s biscuit factory until she got married. «And check out the admission records. Half the time Margaret$prime;s not even the one bringing Katy into the hospital: it$prime;s Jonathan, Rosalind, Vera, once it$prime;s a teacher…. For Munchausen-by-proxy mothers, the whole point is the attention and sympathy they get from doctors and nurses. She wouldn$prime;t let someone else be at the center of all that.»
«So we rule out Margaret?»
Cassie sighed. «She doesn$prime;t match the profile, but that$prime;s not definitive; she could be the exception. I just wish we could have a look at the other girls$prime; records. These mothers don$prime;t usually target one kid and leave the others alone. They skip from kid to kid, to avoid suspicion, or else they start with the oldest and then move on to the next when the first one gets old enough to kick up a fuss. If it$prime;s Margaret, there$prime;ll be something weird in the other two$prime;s files—like maybe this spring, when Katy stopped getting sick, something went wrong with Jessica…. Let$prime;s ask the parents if we can look at them.»
«No,» I said. All the floaters seemed to be talking at once and the noise was like a heavy fog coating my brain; I couldn$prime;t focus. «So far, the Devlins don$prime;t know they$prime;re suspects. I$prime;d rather keep it that way, at least until we have something solid. If we go asking them for Rosalind and Jessica$prime;s medical records, it$prime;s bound to tip them off.»
«Something solid,» Cassie said. She looked down at the pages spread out on the table, the jumble of computerized headings and scribbled handwriting and photocopy-smudges; at the whiteboard, which had already blossomed into a multicolored tangle of names, phone numbers, arrows and question marks and underlining.
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