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needed some water fast, and then a bathroom. She looked around, not wanting to leave the room just yet.
She checked the bag Jerry had brought her and sure enough, there were two water bottles and some energy bars from her pantry with her clothes. Emma drank both the water bottles emp ty first, and then shoved both of the energy bars in her mouth, barely stopping to chew. As she ate she prodded the bandage on her arm, trying to assess how well the cut was healing without actually seeing it. Everything seemed to be OK.
She got up and cro ssed to Craig. The bandage still covered much of his face and he still had the tube down his throat, breathing for him. His skin color was good though; She thought he looked much better than before she fell asleep. She smoothed his hair down and whispered in his ear “Hi Sweetie, I’m here. I’m going to leave the room for 20 minutes, but I’ll be back.”
She went back to the cot and grabbed her bag, shoving the file that Agent Kinkaid had brought her into it. She headed to the door, opened it an inch and peeked out. She was happy to see two FBI agents still outside the room. One was asleep in the chair and one was standing, probably trying hard to stay awake. Oh, that was Officer Kinkaid sleeping, she noticed. She wondered if he was pulling 24 hour duty here. Now that her mind was rested and sharp again she started to think about how strange he seemed during their interview, like he was emotionally involved in this case.
She didn ’t recognize the other agent. She pushed the door open far enough that she could tiptoe out of it. He snapped his head around to look at her. “Hi,” she whispered. “If I go use the bathroom will you let me back in?”
“ Yes, bosses orders you are allowed in the room,” he said, his voice pitched low.
Phew. Emma headed to the bathroom, changed her clothes to jeans and a dark blue pullover, plus comfy sneakers, then washed up in the sink the best she could. She left the bathroom intending to find some more food. Agent Kinkaid was waiting outside for her.
He smiled faintly. “ Sleeping Beauty is awake.”
“ Yeah, what was that about? Did I miss anything?”
His smile widened and he almost seemed about to laugh. But then the smile fell away. “ You had a rough day. I’m not surprised you slept so long. And no, you didn’t miss anything. Are you going to find some food?”
She nodded.
“Mind if I tag along?”
“ Please,” she said, heading for the elevator.
They went down to the cafeteria, Emma grabbing fruit and pastries plus three little cartons of milk. She would have loved t o have bacon and eggs but the grill didn’t open till 6, a sign said. Agent Kinkaid got some coffee. They paid and sat down at a table.
“ Did you read through his chart yet? I was hoping you would interpret it for me. The doctor and I keep playing phone tag and the nurses just say ‘you have to talk to the doctor.’”
Emma looked at him inquisitively. “ Is that what’s in the folder?”
He nodded.
She opened her bag and pulled it out. “I’ll do it right now.”
She opened the chart, flipping to the back to read it from the beginning. It started with the notes in the E.R., a few scribbled lines about where and how he was found. He was typed and crossmatched immediately and had a wide open flow of donor blood within 10 minutes. X-ray found no spinal issues but did find one bullet lodged in his cheek. It had smashed a molar on the way there.
Emma ’s hands flew to her mouth. She’d personally seen several gunshot victims and even watched a few die in front of her, but she hadn’t loved any of them. This was much harder.
The ch art noted he was wearing a bullet proof vest with a bullet in the back of it. They had removed the vest and found his back black and blue from the impact.
A physical exam found a bullet wound in the back of his neck. This bullet traveled through his neck t o his skull, around the skull, and into his cheek, lodging
She checked the bag Jerry had brought her and sure enough, there were two water bottles and some energy bars from her pantry with her clothes. Emma drank both the water bottles emp ty first, and then shoved both of the energy bars in her mouth, barely stopping to chew. As she ate she prodded the bandage on her arm, trying to assess how well the cut was healing without actually seeing it. Everything seemed to be OK.
She got up and cro ssed to Craig. The bandage still covered much of his face and he still had the tube down his throat, breathing for him. His skin color was good though; She thought he looked much better than before she fell asleep. She smoothed his hair down and whispered in his ear “Hi Sweetie, I’m here. I’m going to leave the room for 20 minutes, but I’ll be back.”
She went back to the cot and grabbed her bag, shoving the file that Agent Kinkaid had brought her into it. She headed to the door, opened it an inch and peeked out. She was happy to see two FBI agents still outside the room. One was asleep in the chair and one was standing, probably trying hard to stay awake. Oh, that was Officer Kinkaid sleeping, she noticed. She wondered if he was pulling 24 hour duty here. Now that her mind was rested and sharp again she started to think about how strange he seemed during their interview, like he was emotionally involved in this case.
She didn ’t recognize the other agent. She pushed the door open far enough that she could tiptoe out of it. He snapped his head around to look at her. “Hi,” she whispered. “If I go use the bathroom will you let me back in?”
“ Yes, bosses orders you are allowed in the room,” he said, his voice pitched low.
Phew. Emma headed to the bathroom, changed her clothes to jeans and a dark blue pullover, plus comfy sneakers, then washed up in the sink the best she could. She left the bathroom intending to find some more food. Agent Kinkaid was waiting outside for her.
He smiled faintly. “ Sleeping Beauty is awake.”
“ Yeah, what was that about? Did I miss anything?”
His smile widened and he almost seemed about to laugh. But then the smile fell away. “ You had a rough day. I’m not surprised you slept so long. And no, you didn’t miss anything. Are you going to find some food?”
She nodded.
“Mind if I tag along?”
“ Please,” she said, heading for the elevator.
They went down to the cafeteria, Emma grabbing fruit and pastries plus three little cartons of milk. She would have loved t o have bacon and eggs but the grill didn’t open till 6, a sign said. Agent Kinkaid got some coffee. They paid and sat down at a table.
“ Did you read through his chart yet? I was hoping you would interpret it for me. The doctor and I keep playing phone tag and the nurses just say ‘you have to talk to the doctor.’”
Emma looked at him inquisitively. “ Is that what’s in the folder?”
He nodded.
She opened her bag and pulled it out. “I’ll do it right now.”
She opened the chart, flipping to the back to read it from the beginning. It started with the notes in the E.R., a few scribbled lines about where and how he was found. He was typed and crossmatched immediately and had a wide open flow of donor blood within 10 minutes. X-ray found no spinal issues but did find one bullet lodged in his cheek. It had smashed a molar on the way there.
Emma ’s hands flew to her mouth. She’d personally seen several gunshot victims and even watched a few die in front of her, but she hadn’t loved any of them. This was much harder.
The ch art noted he was wearing a bullet proof vest with a bullet in the back of it. They had removed the vest and found his back black and blue from the impact.
A physical exam found a bullet wound in the back of his neck. This bullet traveled through his neck t o his skull, around the skull, and into his cheek, lodging
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