RUBBY

I swallowed hard and nodded my head slowly.

"Could you wait in the car? I will be with you shortly; I want to have a word with the doctor."

"Alright," he said and walked away.

I made sure he had left before heading back to Dad's room.

"What happened?" My mom asked. Immediately, I stepped in.

"Nolan was right, someone had tried to kill him. Undoubtedly, it's him; he tried to kill the mannequin in the room; he didn't know Dad had been moved."

Mom's hand flew to her mouth, as ...