Emergencies aside, late afternoon arrived and Serena finally found herself with a moment to step back, that cramping feeling seemed to be getting worse, and she had bleeding again, but she said it out of ignorance she was up and rushing. When in her heart she knew what was happening, she couldn't understand why, just because she was over forty-five didn't mean it was possible, but she had always thought that a miscarriage would be the ultimate outcome. Whatever the circumstances, she didn't want to admit it, not now. Pulling her cell phone out of her blouse pocket, she saw that she only had six percent of its battery life left. Only then did she remember that she had left her magazine on Keller. Deciding to take a walk, Serena walked up the stairs, minding her own business, not really taking in her surroundings. It wasn't until she reached near the third floor that she saw a man leaning against the railing, near the glass windows. The scruffy man, who injected drugs, also had what appeared to be nurse Clara Maitland's drug keys....