Ultio's List

Chapter 8

February 16th

"The doctor said he'll contact us when the result is ready." Jamaal said when the car came to a stop at red light.

"It has been almost three weeks and we haven't gotten any news from the hospital. I can't just sit still." Detective Okoye said as he tapped the steering wheel. A few seconds later they were back on track and the big sign showing the name of the hospital was in view.

"I just hope we'll have good news." Jamaal added. Okoye drove into the compound and quickly parked his car. The two detectives marched up to the reception area not minding the weird stares they got from people around.

"We're from the Asaba district police station. We need to talk with Doctor Uzodimma." Jamaal said and the receptionist nodded quickly. She checked the computer and bit her lip nervously.

"He just completed his morning shift and signed out." She quietly spoke. Okoye felt his head filling up with frustration and anger. The doctor was the last string he was holding on to and he was already giving up.

"Rebecca I forgot my wallet upstairs. Can you ring Nurse Chichi and tell her to get it for me?" A voice spoke from behind the detectives. The receptionist looked at the man dressed in business attire in joy and she nodded.

"This is the doctor you are looking for." She said to the officers. The detectives almost got a whiplash as they turned to face the very man they came to look for.

"You're Doctor Uzodimma?" Okoye asked. The man, who looked like he was in his late forties, looked at them skeptically before nodding. He looked at Jamaal yet again and his eyes widened in familiarity.

"You're that detective that came weeks ago." He stated and Jamaal nodded in relief.

"Doctor it has been three weeks already." Okoye said skipping the introductory process.

"Ah.. I'm sorry about that. I had to send out the DNA samples to a more equipped hospital and the results just came in yesterday evening. I was going to call you but it slipped my mind." The doctor explained. He turned to the receptionist who was already about to call who she was asked to. "Tell her to also bring the file on my table. The one labelled 'Classified' " he said and she nodded.

"Let's wait for her here." The doctor added directing the detectives to the chairs in the reception.

A few minutes later, a plump nurse rushed to the reception looking around. The doctor waved her over and she handed him his wallet and the file. By then, the doctor had already briefed them on how he sent the samples to another hospital and what to expect.

"I took the baby's DNA sample while the girl was barely holding on to life. I thought it might be important. Turns out it was." He said taking out the paper in the file. He gave it to Okoye who began to read it from the last part. "It's a match. The male sample and the baby's." The doctor added.

"Thank God.." Okoye breathed.

"Do you think this is related to his death?" Jamaal asked his partner quietly.

"That's why we're investigating. We don't even have much leads so let's just focus on people around the girl who would've planned his murder." Okoye suggested. "Thank you doctor." He greeted the man who was still frozen in shock.

"Murder?" The doctor stuttered and the detectives nodded.

"We're still investigating so we'll be grateful if you don't spread the information." Okoye said. The doctor shook himself back to reality and nodded.