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Authors: Suzanne Ferrell
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in slow motion.
Stumbling, he caught himself on the OR table. Waving his arms like a windmill, he listed sideways, a confused panic spreading over his face as his body faltered and he began gasping for air. His feet slid out from under him and he sunk to his knees, one hand at his throat, his eyes widened with fear as his airway constricted. His gun arm shook and he dropped the weapon on the floor.
“Judy, come undo my hands quick!” Bill yelled as he struggled to his feet. “I’ve got to get a tube down his throat before his throat closes completely.”
Snapped out of her daze, she pulled her gaze from Wilkes’ wobbling body and kicked the gun away from him. She grabbed the bandage scissors from the Mayo stand and hurried to the anesthetist’s side.
“You’re going to intubate him? Why?” Dr. Smith asked behind them.
“He may be a murderer, but we’re not,” Bill said to the resident, as Judy snipped through the tape binding his wrists. “We’ve got to get him intubated before his airway closes completely and somehow onto an anesthesia machine.”
As Bill grabbed a laryngoscope and ET tube, Judy cut Karen’s bindings then set Dr. Smith free, too.
“We have to get out of here,” the resident said. Eyes wide with his barely controlled panic, he pushed out the door to the OR hallway.
“Wait! Stop!” Judy ran after him, shoving him to the wall mere inches before he hit the door-open button for the main entrance. Her forearm pressed against his throat so he understood she meant business, just like Dave had taught her. “We can’t leave yet. The bombs are still set to go off if any of the doors open.”
“I can’t stay here, I can’t.” Smith tried to struggle away from her grip on him.
“You have to for now. See that man out there?” She pointed to the main OR doors and Dave standing on the other side, his rifle once again aimed inside. “You go anywhere near that door and he’ll shoot you.”
“You don’t know that.” Smith shifted his stare from her to the door and back.
“Yes, I do. He’s my husband.” She paused for the words to affect the young doctor. “You put my life in danger by going near that door, and he will stop you.”
And she knew deep down in her soul Dave would do just that. She looked out the door, her gaze meeting that of the man she loved. She gave a little nod to reassure him and he nodded back.
“What are we going to do?”
Glancing the other direction, she saw Bill and Karen drag the gunman’s body to the empty OR. She assumed they plan to hook him up to the machine to keep him breathing while the Succs was in his system.
“What we do best. You’re going to go back in the OR, act like the surgeon you’re trained to be and try to save the Senator’s son.”
The doctor’s body seemed to relax beneath her hands. “What are you going to do?”
“What I do best. Solve the problem.”
***
Katie stretched out on her stomach in front of the back operating room door. There was just enough space to allow her expanding scope to slide beneath. It would’ve been better if she could’ve shimmied it through the doors near the handles, but they were sealed tight. The space between the doors and the floor was all she had to work with.
“See anything?” Matt asked from above.
“Just a second.” She wiggled it forward then put her eye onto the face piece that allowed her to look through the fiber-optic lens.
“Where did you get this thing?” Castello asked. He stood lookout to her left.
“Don’t ask her,” Matt said in a near groan.
“Why not? Don’t tell me you let her do something illegal.” Castello said.
Katie shook her head at them. The pair was always ready to argue. She used to believe it was just about her, but now that she was happily married to Matt, she realized they just liked to argue and each always thought he was right.
She couldn’t help but smile. Like her sister-in-law Sami always said, “ Men. You can’t live with them
Stumbling, he caught himself on the OR table. Waving his arms like a windmill, he listed sideways, a confused panic spreading over his face as his body faltered and he began gasping for air. His feet slid out from under him and he sunk to his knees, one hand at his throat, his eyes widened with fear as his airway constricted. His gun arm shook and he dropped the weapon on the floor.
“Judy, come undo my hands quick!” Bill yelled as he struggled to his feet. “I’ve got to get a tube down his throat before his throat closes completely.”
Snapped out of her daze, she pulled her gaze from Wilkes’ wobbling body and kicked the gun away from him. She grabbed the bandage scissors from the Mayo stand and hurried to the anesthetist’s side.
“You’re going to intubate him? Why?” Dr. Smith asked behind them.
“He may be a murderer, but we’re not,” Bill said to the resident, as Judy snipped through the tape binding his wrists. “We’ve got to get him intubated before his airway closes completely and somehow onto an anesthesia machine.”
As Bill grabbed a laryngoscope and ET tube, Judy cut Karen’s bindings then set Dr. Smith free, too.
“We have to get out of here,” the resident said. Eyes wide with his barely controlled panic, he pushed out the door to the OR hallway.
“Wait! Stop!” Judy ran after him, shoving him to the wall mere inches before he hit the door-open button for the main entrance. Her forearm pressed against his throat so he understood she meant business, just like Dave had taught her. “We can’t leave yet. The bombs are still set to go off if any of the doors open.”
“I can’t stay here, I can’t.” Smith tried to struggle away from her grip on him.
“You have to for now. See that man out there?” She pointed to the main OR doors and Dave standing on the other side, his rifle once again aimed inside. “You go anywhere near that door and he’ll shoot you.”
“You don’t know that.” Smith shifted his stare from her to the door and back.
“Yes, I do. He’s my husband.” She paused for the words to affect the young doctor. “You put my life in danger by going near that door, and he will stop you.”
And she knew deep down in her soul Dave would do just that. She looked out the door, her gaze meeting that of the man she loved. She gave a little nod to reassure him and he nodded back.
“What are we going to do?”
Glancing the other direction, she saw Bill and Karen drag the gunman’s body to the empty OR. She assumed they plan to hook him up to the machine to keep him breathing while the Succs was in his system.
“What we do best. You’re going to go back in the OR, act like the surgeon you’re trained to be and try to save the Senator’s son.”
The doctor’s body seemed to relax beneath her hands. “What are you going to do?”
“What I do best. Solve the problem.”
***
Katie stretched out on her stomach in front of the back operating room door. There was just enough space to allow her expanding scope to slide beneath. It would’ve been better if she could’ve shimmied it through the doors near the handles, but they were sealed tight. The space between the doors and the floor was all she had to work with.
“See anything?” Matt asked from above.
“Just a second.” She wiggled it forward then put her eye onto the face piece that allowed her to look through the fiber-optic lens.
“Where did you get this thing?” Castello asked. He stood lookout to her left.
“Don’t ask her,” Matt said in a near groan.
“Why not? Don’t tell me you let her do something illegal.” Castello said.
Katie shook her head at them. The pair was always ready to argue. She used to believe it was just about her, but now that she was happily married to Matt, she realized they just liked to argue and each always thought he was right.
She couldn’t help but smile. Like her sister-in-law Sami always said, “ Men. You can’t live with them
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