A Deturrence

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"Abby? Hello?... Pick up your radio." Aaron spoke into his radio quietly. Abby was walking by it, when she heard his voice.

"Hello?

"Finally, I've been waiting."

"What's up?"

"What's up is that I'm in front of the hospital, and I'm about to go in and talk to the receptionist; it's the same girl."

"He's in the-"

"What?" Abby asked confused. "Never- nevermind. Okay, just go talk to her." Abby said. Aaron opened his car door casually, and walked toward the hospital doors.

"I'm making my way in." He walked up to the desk at reception, and talked to the woman. "Hi, again."

"Hello." she said with jolly intonation. "How may I help you?"

"I was here yesterday, and you said you'd talk with...-"

"Doctor Roberts, yes." she took the words right out of his mouth. "I spoke with her about the, situation, and was told that Mr. Foster had checked out, at 10:28 in the morning, and went to the airport to catch a flight."

"But it doesn't make sense!" Aaron was getting frustrated, and made faces of confusion to her. "We were just in his room with him."

"Aaron? Is it?"

"Yeah?" he retorted.

"Hey! Aaron, I know you're a bit confused, but I can clear up this imbroglio. Let's go talk in a room with less noise."

"Oh, okay." he looked at her. The receptionist turned around, and walked to the hall. He grabbed the miniature radio from his pocket, and susurrated to Abby, "Hey, I'll be back in a few, I guess."

"Okay. If you need anything, I'll be behind the radio." she said.

Aaron followed her down the hall, and she turned and met hindrance at the door. She opened the door to the room, and let him walk inside. The lights were absent.

"Hey, can you flick up the light switch. It's right on that wall next to you."

"Sure thing." he said. He placed his hand on the wall, and tried feeling for the light switch. He found it, and turned on the lights. Unanticipatedly, a muscular man, standing in front of him with a ski mask said, "Goodnight!" and punched him in the gut, followed by a punch to the face. Aaron instantly fell to the floor; he was out cold.

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