Kim Detective Agency: The Observer (Chaesoo Story)

Remington (Stealth)

Author note: I know alot of you aren't here for politics but this is an intricate detail of the plot moving forward. I hope enjoy this story. It's a bit of a slow burn, so if that's not for you then I understand. I'm a romantic and I always believe Chaesoo to be more of a romantic type of relationship.

At a quarter to twelve, Jisoo and Lisa arrived at Remington Health Hospital. Jisoo had a flashback of being in that same lobby where she stumbled and her mother's arms enveloped her. She shook her head and forced herself back inside of present day. The receptionist desk was in the center of the lobby to all entrances. She whispered to Lisa that she'd distract the guards while Lisa approaches the nurses. Jisoo slowly approached the security guards, and told them that she was supposed pick up her friend who was visiting a patient, and they lost touch with each other.

Meanwhile Lisa studied the area. The furniture- a few couches and chairs- looked newly upholstered in faux leather, the arms and legs were made of maple wood. Less than half of the seats were occupied. A corridor to the left of the reception desk had an arrow and she noticed a sign that lead to the elevators. Then Lisa found what she was looking for, a sign that read staff only. There was a cafeteria and she immediately entered.

She arrived before the lunch rush had begun, as she stood at the entrance hoping to represent someone who belonged. There were about twenty tables in the cafeteria area along with a long counter, and buffet style area. There were four people at the counter; about ten others scattered at the tables. Three men in standard white jackets, obviously doctors, were deep in conversation. There was a table for two behind them. For a moment Lisa debated on whether she wanted to sit at that table or not when a hostess came up to her.

" Hello you seem to be lost, can I be of any help to you?" Lisa looked over at the doctor's hovered close deep in conversation, " I noticed my ex and his colleagues were here. I was debating whether to initiate a fight or flight response, and unfortunately I guess my body chose froze." Lisa whispered. " Oh. No problem. I understand. I guess when you work at a hospital, it'll consume your time so much, that you can't help but date whoever is the closest vicinity." She lead Lisa as far away from the doctors as she could be while still remaining in the same room as them. She left her long enough to bring over a hot cup of coffee and a bagel. Lisa had a feeling she was going to strike up a conversation. The woman seemed to be in her mid to late sixties, and Lisa thought she'd have all of the latest gossip.

Outside the late winter sun was fading fast, as gray clouds moved in. March in Seattle was an unpredictable month, Lisa thought. Now that she was up close to the woman she believed her to be closer to fifty, with dark eyebrows that weren't over arched more sculpted. She also had very alert and beautiful seagrass eyes. This woman also seemed very intelligent. The mini-sized loveseat cramped amidst two bookcases, made the union seem claustrophobic. They were practically bumping knees when the hostess sat down.

" Are you visiting someone in the hospital or just waiting for a friend? I'd be lost if I didn't come here three times a week to volunteer to help out. I'm a widow, and my kids are married and too busy with their own lives to come visit frequently. You don't strike me as a native Seattle resident. What brings you to the so called, 'Emerald City ' as our fair town is called?" She didn't wait for an answer. " No wait, let me guess. Roseanne Park? The word on the street is you're going to interview her for a news special." " Word moves too fast for my taste. I'm glad we can drop the pretences. Can we level with each other?" " Of course, provided it doesn't get back to my boss and cost me my job. Will News reporters protect their sources the way journalists do?" Lisa raised her eyebrows, " We never met before. I don't even know your name." " I can pull all the information I need from the Internet, but no matter how much coverage of the trial I see, it would be a lot easier to judge the truth if I were able to see the demeanor of the witnesses, especially under cross-examination." " Do you believe Roseanne killed Dr. Park?" " Absolutely. Next question?" Lisa wasn't shocked the staff at the hospital would believe the worse of Rosie. They saw Hank everyday so remaining loyal towards him than his presumed murderer made sense. " What did you think of Dr. Hank Park?" The woman began to look deep in thought as she considered her answer. Then she spoke slowly and quietly, " Lisa, I've lived in Seattle my entire life. My mother just celebrated her seventy sixth birthday. She was just telling the family about the time when my sister had pneumonia forty years ago. She was three months old. In those days doctors made house calls. You weren't told to bundle up your poor sick child and rush them in all kinds of weather exposing both the child and people to whatever germs are floating in the atmosphere. We lived up a steep hill, and Dr. Jonathan Park, Hank's father, couldn't get his car up the hill. His wheels just kept spinning. He left his car and trekked up in the snow that came almost to his knees. That was at eleven o'clock at night. There were no cellphones so he couldn't call my dad to go down and get him. I can vaguely remember him standing over my sister. All of the lamp lights had been gathered into her room, along with tons of extra blankets. He stayed with her for hours. He gave her penicillin shots, made sure that she was breathing comfortably, and that her temperature had come down before he left. He even returned the next morning to check on her. There are still plenty of dedicated physicians, sure. Dr. Hank Park was only thirty six and he was such a handsome man. Unfortunately, he and his partners cared more about the business end of a hospital than the actual patients. They were more interested in this HMO money scheme than actual care giving. Why else would he have an affair with someone here? Well I guess his poor wife went insane or something. She claims she doesn't remember killing him, nobody believes her of course. What a tragic story and loss. The sad thing is that the nurse was one of the most sweetest human beings. Why, she would of been the last person in the world I'd think would carry on with a married man." " It happens all the time, all over the world." Lisa stated sadly. " Isn't that the truth!" The woman bit her lip and shook her head from side to side, " But still, it was a huge surprise. There was this younger doctor who really liked her. We all thought that their romance would blossom, but I guess she just couldn't resist Hank's charm. Anyway poor Dr. Morrow got left out in the cold, may he rest in peace." " I met him once." Lisa thought of the kind face of the young doctor who had tried to comfort her when she and her Mom had came to visit her father who'd been a patient. " He was shot in his office a few days ago, only two weeks after Hank's murder. His medicine cabinet was broken into." She sighed. " Two young doctors, both dying violently. I know that their deaths were unrelated, but it seems to be a terrible coincidence." Coincidence? Both of them were involved with Anna Marie Scalli. Was there any such thing as coincidence when dealing with murders?