Dangerous Pursuit

Chapter 1

Hello! This is my second attempt to write a story. I hope it will be appreciated. Again, constructive criticism is accepted. Thank you!

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I am on night shift today. Good thing, Melissa is comfortable sleeping over with Tina. For five years now, Tina has been there to help me take care of my daughter.

Hopefully the night is peaceful. At night operating theater only works for emergency cases, so if I am lucky, I can relax.

I park my car and headed towards the entrance of the hospital but the sound of the ambulance coming put everybody on alert.

I guess I will not have a peaceful night.

I pass by the emergency room to check the possibility of an OR case.

Ready the crash cart.

Hospital emergency room staff on standby.

As soon as the ambulance stop, the action is fast.

Doctors, nurses, other paramedics moves in unison

with precision.

Time is essential as life must be saved.

Adrenalin is up but presence of mind is there. Keep cool, no mistake, know your role by heart.

One of the trauma team in the ambulance spoke rapidly, "Male, multiple gunshot wound, massive blood loss, blood type A +. "

As soon as the patient was put on the stretcher, x-ray was done.

This is definitely my case and I have to rush going to the OR. This will definitely be on my shift.

As I enter the operating theater the outgoing nurses are already preparing.

I open the hatch door to receive the patient.

"Patient Mr. X  with multiple gunshot wounds, BP 90/60, HR 75, breathing........."

The rest of the words of the endorsing nurse starts to drift when I saw the face of the patient.

My heart beat faster than ever.

It can't be!

I blink my eyes again to be sure who is in front of me.

I can't be mistaken. I will never forget his face.

I felt heaviness on my chest and I can't breathe but my senses tell me to move.

He can't die.

Not in my 'arms.'

Suddenly a memory that frightens me came into my mind. This man dying in my arms.

I sneak inside the room careful not to produce a sound or I will ruin my mission.

I pointed my gun to the sleeping figure ready to pin him down in case he fights back.

Suddenly my hand is held tight. My gun fell.

Shit!

I put all my strength. I used my elbow to hit his stomach. My attacker slightly flinched.

The loud sound of gunshot came next.

My attacker fell down.

My heart is still beating faster, my adrenalin still up with possible danger.