Undone (Will Trent, #3)

by Karin Slaughter

She handed Sara a piece of paper. “CMP’s back.” Sara frowned as she read the numbers on the metabolic profile. “Do you have your monitor?” Mary reached into her pocket and handed over her blood glucose monitor. Sara swabbed some alcohol on the tip of Faith’s finger. The CMP was incredibly accurate, but Grady was a large hospital and it wasn’t unheard-of for the lab to get samples mixed up. “When was the last time you had a meal?” she asked Faith. “We were in court all day.” Faith hissed “Shit” as the lancet pierced her finger, then continued, “Around noon, I ate part of a sticky bun Will got out of the vending machine.” Sara tried again. “The last real meal.” “Around eight o’clock last night.” Sara guessed from the guilty look on Faith’s face that it had probably come out of a takeout bag. “Did you have coffee this morning?” “Maybe half a cup. The smell was a bit too much.” “Cream and sugar?” “Black. I usually eat a good breakfast—yogurt, fruit. Right after my run.” Faith asked, “Is something wrong with my blood sugar?”