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Lesson 6 : If There is Suspicion, It Is Your Job To Investigate

I open the door and Murray stands in a suit with no tie, smiling cheekily. 'You can do this Lynn. You fake smile every work day at the clinic..'

I think and put on a fake ass grin.

"Conrad Murray pleasure to meet you.." He says and holds out a hand. I shake it reluctant, 'You don't have to squeeze that hard bastard.' I wince.

"Lynnette...charmed I'm sure. I'm the homecare nurse." I say in a receptionist like tone

He steps inside the room behind me, "Michael my friend, napping were we?" He asks Michael sitting down on the end of the bed.

'Fucking duh, asshole.' I think and smile like Mrs. America.

"Yes...Lynn here has kept excellent care of me.."

Michael says and smiles looking over. I nod accepting the compliment.

"I've read her file. Top of her class at the university, I am not surprised. Not to bad on the eyes either huh?" He nudges Michael chuckling.

'That's a cue to pack my shit.' I turn around and get my things together.

"Well Michael it's six o clock that's the end of my shift. I'll see you tomorrow, same time alright?"

I say and Michael nods, "Thank you so much Lynn. You really have done well today." Michael holds out his arm and turns towards me. We learned in training to never hug our patients because of the emotional attachment it brings but I think Michael needs to be an exception. I hugged his torso soft and he said very soft, "Thank you again, god bless." I sighed almost sad knowing who I'm leaving this piece of perfection with.

"Don't you go anywhere while I'm gone." I say soft and pull away. Murray sets up Michaels IV on the other side of the bed and I look at him with daggers as I grab onto the door handle, Michael smiles at me and I smile back. I close his door soft behind me. I strode down the hallway and down the stair case. I open the front door and shiver , the night getting cold. Murray's car sat outside. He drove a black escalade, with silver rims. "Compensate much?" I growl.

As I pull out my keys and travel to my car something shiny hits my eyes from Murray's car. A silver label on the inside , a glass bottle. I look around and approach. I put my hands to the window to see inside. In a black leather bag, sat glass bottles of something that seemed like injection containers. I was only able to read one label. 'Prob-' the other half was cut off by the zipper of the bag but I knew exactly what it was.

"Probofol.." I say my breath hitched from shock. My mission impossible attitude flew out the window and I opened up the door. Inside the bag were dozens of glass bottles of the white killer medicine.

"Are we trying to make the entire fucking marine core sleep, you bastard?" I say spitting

I cut my eyes to the window staring to kill up to Michaels room. There was no way Michael needed this much Probofol to sleep. Something was going on. And I wasn't about to let it be.