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pretty bad shape, not out of danger yet, but I think she’ll pull through.” Dr. Evans, the on duty ER doctor explained to Smokey.
“Is she talking?” Smokey asked, glancing through the curtain at Jennifer.
“Nothing that makes any sense. She cried out ‘Nanna’ or ‘Manna’ a couple of times, she flailed her arms around so we gave her a mild sedative. We can’t give her too much, we’re a little worried about her heart rhythms.”
“What now?” Smokey asked.
“The main thing is to pump fluids into her, she’s young, in good shape physically, keep her in bed until she’s ready to get up. No broken bones that we can tell, a lot of contusions, bruises, we’ll clean her up, that will help, and keep her here.”
“Did she say anything about what she found?”
“No, but I heard that she may have found a body part or something.” Dr. Evans said. He entered the curtained area by her bed and picked up her wrist, feeling for a pulse. A nurse was gently wiping her face. Even with the bruises and a deep scratch on her cheek, she looked a lot better than when he first saw her.
She’ll be pretty again.
“How long you know me, Doc?” Smokey asked. They backed out of the enclosure.
“Since you were a snot-nosed kid.” Evans grinned, put his arm around Smokey and said, “What do you need, Lieutenant?”
“Let your staff know that we will have someone with her twenty-four seven. Oh, and her room is not listed anywhere. We may want to move her each day.”
“You mean have a guard on her?”
“Yes, at least until we know what is going on.”
Evans held up a key ring and motioned for Smokey to follow. He walked to a door at the rear of the ER and motioned again for Smokey to follow. A gleaming white Mercedes sedan was parked just outside.
“You need one of these on the reservation, Smokey.”
“Yeah, Doc, turn it into a rez ride, that’s just what I need.”
Evans laughed and they walked back inside.
Smokey stopped by the gift shop on his way out. Every hospital stay warranted flowers. He picked out a bouquet of wild flowers and saw a cloth doll with a bright summer dress, and took it to the counter with the flowers.
“You want to leave a message?”
“Uh, no. . .wait, I’d better.”
To Jennifer, We’re glad you are safe. Your new Nanna. Lieutenant Smokey Kukup, Cold River Search and Rescue
Smokey took the flowers and doll to the ER room as Officer Sarah Greywolf walked in. She looked at the flowers and raised her eyebrows but didn’t say anything. Smokey gave her instructions, and knew that Jennifer would be safe. If anyone could get Jennifer to talk, he knew that Sarah would be the one to do it.
“Sarah, how are you?”
“Comes and goes, I’m okay. Never shot anyone before.”
“You know, you need anything . . .”
She put her hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, now go.” In any other department, Sarah would be on administrative leave for being involved in a shooting. On the rez, Smokey knew, you went back to work immediately, unless and until evidence unfavorable to the officer came out of the investigation.
He placed the doll in the crook of Jennifer’s arm, touched her elbow and looked at Sarah. She shook her head and waved him away. Smokey left the ER and walked to his car, dialing Chief Andrews as he walked. It was time to go into the wilderness and find what the hell was out there. Then get back and talk to Jennifer. He drove out of Madras and north toward the rez. He told Chief Andrews of Jennifer’s condition. He had a thought.
“Martin, does the F.B.I., the feebs, know about this yet?”
“I called the Supervisory Agent, Oakley, in Bend, and the Assistant U.S. Attorney in Portland.”
Shit.
“Their reaction?”
“Not much yet, they’re not too excited about the body parts. I believe the quote was, “You find a body, looks like they were killed on the rez, call us. Looks like they were dumped there, have fun.”
“So their peckers aren’t up yet,” Smokey
“Is she talking?” Smokey asked, glancing through the curtain at Jennifer.
“Nothing that makes any sense. She cried out ‘Nanna’ or ‘Manna’ a couple of times, she flailed her arms around so we gave her a mild sedative. We can’t give her too much, we’re a little worried about her heart rhythms.”
“What now?” Smokey asked.
“The main thing is to pump fluids into her, she’s young, in good shape physically, keep her in bed until she’s ready to get up. No broken bones that we can tell, a lot of contusions, bruises, we’ll clean her up, that will help, and keep her here.”
“Did she say anything about what she found?”
“No, but I heard that she may have found a body part or something.” Dr. Evans said. He entered the curtained area by her bed and picked up her wrist, feeling for a pulse. A nurse was gently wiping her face. Even with the bruises and a deep scratch on her cheek, she looked a lot better than when he first saw her.
She’ll be pretty again.
“How long you know me, Doc?” Smokey asked. They backed out of the enclosure.
“Since you were a snot-nosed kid.” Evans grinned, put his arm around Smokey and said, “What do you need, Lieutenant?”
“Let your staff know that we will have someone with her twenty-four seven. Oh, and her room is not listed anywhere. We may want to move her each day.”
“You mean have a guard on her?”
“Yes, at least until we know what is going on.”
Evans held up a key ring and motioned for Smokey to follow. He walked to a door at the rear of the ER and motioned again for Smokey to follow. A gleaming white Mercedes sedan was parked just outside.
“You need one of these on the reservation, Smokey.”
“Yeah, Doc, turn it into a rez ride, that’s just what I need.”
Evans laughed and they walked back inside.
Smokey stopped by the gift shop on his way out. Every hospital stay warranted flowers. He picked out a bouquet of wild flowers and saw a cloth doll with a bright summer dress, and took it to the counter with the flowers.
“You want to leave a message?”
“Uh, no. . .wait, I’d better.”
To Jennifer, We’re glad you are safe. Your new Nanna. Lieutenant Smokey Kukup, Cold River Search and Rescue
Smokey took the flowers and doll to the ER room as Officer Sarah Greywolf walked in. She looked at the flowers and raised her eyebrows but didn’t say anything. Smokey gave her instructions, and knew that Jennifer would be safe. If anyone could get Jennifer to talk, he knew that Sarah would be the one to do it.
“Sarah, how are you?”
“Comes and goes, I’m okay. Never shot anyone before.”
“You know, you need anything . . .”
She put her hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, now go.” In any other department, Sarah would be on administrative leave for being involved in a shooting. On the rez, Smokey knew, you went back to work immediately, unless and until evidence unfavorable to the officer came out of the investigation.
He placed the doll in the crook of Jennifer’s arm, touched her elbow and looked at Sarah. She shook her head and waved him away. Smokey left the ER and walked to his car, dialing Chief Andrews as he walked. It was time to go into the wilderness and find what the hell was out there. Then get back and talk to Jennifer. He drove out of Madras and north toward the rez. He told Chief Andrews of Jennifer’s condition. He had a thought.
“Martin, does the F.B.I., the feebs, know about this yet?”
“I called the Supervisory Agent, Oakley, in Bend, and the Assistant U.S. Attorney in Portland.”
Shit.
“Their reaction?”
“Not much yet, they’re not too excited about the body parts. I believe the quote was, “You find a body, looks like they were killed on the rez, call us. Looks like they were dumped there, have fun.”
“So their peckers aren’t up yet,” Smokey
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