00:28 am:
The walls are the same colour as the corpses in the morgue. The smell of pungent medications burn the hairs in my tender nostrils. It seems that hours have passed but realistically, it's only been minutes since we arrived. Anxiously, we all perch at the end of the plastic chairs. Each chair squeaks with every movement of our shaking bodies.
"Are we all just going to sit here and act like nothing is wrong..." Cassie ejaculates. "Rebecca could possibly die, she got shot in an artery!"
Silence fills the hall again; anyone could hear a pin drop. Nurses scoot by, not making any noises. They seem like ghosts in their faded scrubs and white shoes.
"If I was five steps over, I would be dead..." I mutter softly, attempting to hold back tears. A tough guy never cries.
Dan moves his manly hand onto my scrapped knee. "Don't think that way buddy." His eyes seem to light up. "Someone was targeting her for a reason."
"Just how could we be so blind! We are all at risk at being targeted due to this case." I sigh heavily. "I just want to find the Suburban Strangler before we end up burying someone..."
Flashbacks of the day rushes over my eyes. My brains flips back from reality to fiction as quick as the second-hand tics on a clock.
"Tic....tic.....tic......"
Time seems to slip away as the waiting room acts like a tide; one moment people flood in and the next, there is no one here but Dan, Cassie, and I. Out of no where, a doctor approaches us in a long white coat. Her name is imprinted on her left shoulder; Dr. Shoo.
"Are you Sergeant Shoo's wife?" Cassie asks, cutting the Latin doctor off.
Quickly the doctor replies; "I am in deed. I assume you are waiting for the results on Rebecca Louis?"
Nodding, Dr. Shoo lets out a grin that stretches from cheek to cheek. Two dimples appear at the bottom of her cheeks.
"It's mostly good news; she's in stable condition and recovery should only take a week or two."
"But?" Anxiously I ask, shifting in my seat. "You said it was mostly-"
She cuts me off.
"She may develop Post Traumatic Stress Disorder due to her past life events. This isn't the first time I've seen Ms. Louis for injuries caused on the job. I'm going to put in to my husband, that she retire after finishing this case. She's putting her body at too much risk. Also with her hemophilia, the next gun shot wound could be her last."
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Victimizing the Vulnerable
Mystery / ThrillerA string of recent unsolved murders in New York has left the small suburban area of Rockwell stunned, shocked, and scared. No family is safe in this high end community. Neighbours are turning on neighbours as the police search for this serial killer...
