Someone had circled the front left wheel in red ink.
Below it, one word had been written.
FAILED.
Lauren’s stomach tightened.
Eleven days earlier, the brake warning light on her Range Rover had flashed while she was driving home from the hospital.
She had pulled over immediately.
The dealership later claimed a hydraulic line had cracked.
Unusual, but possible.
Lauren had accepted the explanation.
Until now.
Security officer David Chen looked at the photograph.
“Dr. Cole, did you report a problem with your vehicle?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“Eleven days ago.”
He nodded toward the picture.
“You need to call Chicago police.”
Lauren was already dialing Naomi.
At 8:16 a.m., Ethan found Lauren in a hospital conference room.
Naomi sat on one side of the table.
Hospital security sat on the other.
A detective from CPD’s violent crimes unit had just arrived.
Ethan stopped in the doorway.
“What happened?”
Lauren looked at him.
