March 17

"Look at Mrs. Osei! She is so beautiful. What a lucky woman."

"Yes she is. I mean the woman is wearing pieces from the Alexis Laree collection fresh off the runway. I wouldn't mind being in her shoes for a day."

Rosa and another nurse continued to gush over the wife of the Ghanaian self made billionaire Adwin Osei. The couple came back to their native country for a wedding two days ago and the press and news has not stop reporting their every move since.

"Hey you two, lunch was over two minutes ago. Time to get back to your shifts."

"Oh you're right. Well Reagine, let's get going before Dr. Reso threatens to feed us to the lions again."

"I don't know Rosa. By the look on his face I think he may actually do it. Let's hurry before he gets any more ideas."

The nurses giggled like school girls and went back to work.

I was packing up the rest of the supplies that were needed for the day when I heard something crashing.

I immediately jumped up from the stool I was sitting to see what it was. I figured it was the children playing with the dogs again which is why I took my time to look.

As I approached the opening of the tent, I noticed a hand reaching out. I opened the tent a bit wider to see a man busted and bloodied trying to breathe.

"Help me," he tried to speak. Without thinking, I picked up the man and brought him side. I laid him on the ground next to the box of supplies that I had be packing.

I ran to get my bag and began pulling out all what I needed.

"Sir, could you tell me what happened?" I started to exam the man to see what was wrong. He kept grabbing my hands and pushing them away.

"Hey if you want me to help you then you will have to let me do my job," I yelled at him. Frustrated, the man sat up and scooted away from me.

"What the hell are you doing? Get back over here!" I demanded but the man was having none of it.

I began reaching for him. When I did he pulled out a knife. I put my hands up and backed away. The man grabbed a bottle of water that was next to him and began drinking it. He then took the rest of the water to wash the blood off of him.

He took a deep breath and started talking.

"I . . . need . . . I need for you to stay where you are . . . Let me explain . . ." he said between breaths.

"Ok, I'll stay. Take your time and tell me what it is you need to," I sat back on the stool.

The man took another breath.

If I allow you to help me . . . . You have to promise you will not call the authorities.""But I have too or else I lose my job."

"Please! I am begging you! Do not call the authorities. I will pay you. Name your price. The money is yours."

I stood up from the stool and approached the man slowly. The man was distracted at this point when he started searching for more bottles of waters. After downing the last bottle, he looked up and seen me coming toward him.

"I told you to stay back!" he growled as he swung his knife. He started coughing up blood. At the point I did not care. I was not losing years of my education and hard work over some stranger who refused my help.

The man tried to fight me off of him but I held him down. He stopped when he realized that he was too weak to do anything. I started cleaning up the blood from around his mouth with his shirt. I picked up the man again and laid him on one of the cots.

I gathered up all the supplies I would need. The man still struggled as he tried leaving. Soon the anesthetic kicked in and he was unable to move.

When the man woke up, he tried leaving again. I gently pushed him back down.

"No. You're to going any where. Not in this condition," I informed him.

Without a fight, the man laid back down.

I pulled up a stool to sit next to him. I started checking the bandages to see if everything was alright.

"Well Mr. John Doe, I was able to retrieve the bullet that went into your shoulder. No major damage. Though your stab wounds tell a different story. Do you mind telling me what happened?" I asked him. The man tried turning on his side to ignore me but couldn't.

"Alright fine," he sighed. "I was on my way to my cousin's wedding when I see two men harassing this woman. So I intervened and that's how I ended up here."

"What a nice thing you did. I think you deserve a medal.""Really?"

"No. Now tell me the truth. What really happened?"

He took a moment. I knew he wasn't going to tell me the truth but it was worth a try.

"To keep it simple, I'm in trouble with some really bad people who want me dead."

"I guess they don't know there is an alternative to violence like baking cookies."

"I'm glad you find my trouble amusing and delicious at the same time."

"I didn't get a chance to eat lunch."

"I never would have guessed that." We laughed. The laughter did not last long as the man finished explaining.

"These people who are after me will not rest until they find and kill me. Calling the authorities will do nothing as many are on their pay roll including the chief. So I ask you , please, do not call them. Let me heal and allow me to go on my way. I will pay you for your services doctor. No one can know I am here."

I had to think for a moment of what the man had said. I wanted to do the right thing and call someone. Though I did, I decided to respect the man's wishes and continue caring for him.

"Fine. I won't tell anyone. I don't want your money either. You are going to have to rest up if you want to get out before anyone finds you here."

"Thank you doctor. I appreciate it."

"No problem," I patted him on his shoulder lightly. "If it isn't a problem, could you tell me your name?"

"Osei, Tano Osei." he told me. His name sounded very familiar.

"I'm Dr. Christian Reso. Nice to meet you." I extended my arm.

"Same here," we shook hands.

"Well Tano, I'm going to let you rest. You are free to leave whenever you feel the strength to do so."

"Thank Dr. Reso."

"You're welcome." The man dozed off.

I finished packing the supplies and anything else that needed to be done. The entire time I kept wondering where I heard that name from. "Osei? Osei? Why does that sound so familiar?" I said to myself. My thoughts were interrupted each time one of my staff members entered the tent. Luckily, when they noticed Tano sleeping, they did not ask questions. They must have thought he was one of the workers that was injured at the construction site up the road.

It took me a while but I figured out who he was. I thought that maybe it was a coincidence that he had the same last name of the billionaire couple Rosa and Reagine were admiring. It was not until I stumbled upon Tano's wallet that was lying next to the cot to see that it was not a coincidence. He was the son of the couple. The family picture proved it.