Page 90 of Diagnosis Attraction

“It could be under surveillance, and I’m not taking any chances.”

He kept checking behind them as they headed for the business district, where they found several restaurants and some antique shops.

“There’s where the clinic used to be,” Matt said, pointing to a building that looked more modern than many of those around it.

“Was it torn down?”

“I don’t know.”

“Maybe Mrs. Bolton can enlighten us. I guess it’s time to talk to her.”

Elizabeth sighed. “I wonder why I want to put it off.”

“Maybe you’re afraid you’re not going to like what we hear.”

“Then let’s get it over with and eat later. The more we know, the better off we are.”

They arrived at the nursing home before lunch. The facility was an attractive-looking one-story red-brick residence and nursing facility for the elderly.

“I hope we can get something out of this interview,” Elizabeth said as they pulled into the parking lot, and Matt cut the engine. “I mean, if she’s in a nursing home, maybe her mind is going.”

“Or maybe she’s just not capable of living on her own.”

Elizabeth nodded, trying not to dwell on her doubts as she scanned the building and grounds.

“It’s well maintained.”

“It might be a nice place to spend your golden years,” Matt said as they followed a winding path through well-tended gardens.

Just beyond, the double doors led to a reception area where a young woman sat at an antique desk.

Her name tag identified her as Sarah Dalton.

“Can I help you?” she asked in a gracious Southern accent.

“We’d like to visit with Maven Bolton.”

She tipped her head to one side, studying them. “Another couple to visit Maven. I wonder why she’s gotten very popular.”

“There have been other couples coming to see her?” Matt asked.

“Why yes. Two others.”

“Who?”

“I didn’t know them. But Maven told me that one of the women was named Rachel.”

Elizabeth tensed. “From New Orleans?”

“I don’t know for sure. How do you know Maven?”

“We … we’re old friends,” Matt answered.

“They were as well.”

That sounds weird. Should we leave?Elizabeth silently asked Matt.

No.

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