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Didn't I say I work on my older stories? Well here's one of them right now! I will be getting the other older stories worked when I have time. Anyway I hope you enjoy!
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The rain had let up a bit in the afternoon; with it just sprinkling that the people didn't really mind much and were very glad about it. They could put away their umbrellas and relax now.
Not Lena.
She was racing to the Metropolis Hospital on her motorcycle. It was a sliver color with a design of a lily entangled with a lilac on the sides of it. Lena loved this motorcycle and took great care of it. Some people though thought it was too dangerous for her to be driving on it (such as Lex), but Lena had reassured them that it would be safe.
After the call, Lena had sped out of her house with black shoes and throwing on her white coat and almost forgetting to grab her purse. She was trying to think straight and concentrate on the roads.
The Metropolis Hospital was a large establishment, ranging about five hundred in staff alone, and thousands of patients coming in everyday. It was always busy and it was very rare if they ever had a slow day. When she parked her bike and removed her silver helmet, she saw five police cars already there. The glass doors swished open as Lena ran in.
A woman with very dark skin ran up to her. She wore red smocks, had many tiny braids in her hair with colorful beads in it. Her dark eyes were filled with excitement.
"Lena! Thank goodness you made it!"
"So am I. I left the apartment as soon as you called."
"Sorry, but I had to call. I know you should be resting but since this happened I…"
"It's alright Marie. I understand."
"Craven didn't want you here." added Marie. Lena silently hissed. Dr. Craven was another doctor who worked here and wasn't very well liked. He treated everyone horribly with staff and patients. It was only to the most important of patients he would kiss up to. For years he had been trying to get on the Medical board, but alas he has not yet, even though he had been threatening Dr. Douglass and he was a very timid man to begin with.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who caused all this." said Marie.
"I don't think so. That would require doing something."
"You're right. I couldn't even picture Craven actually doing hard work. Well come on. The police are already upstairs in your office. They had it all taped up, with pictures being taken and all those officers asking everyone questions."
They had gone up to the elevator, going to the third floor of the Hospital. Once the elevator had signaled for them to get off, Lena saw the whole corridor blocked by staff members and cops talking to them or ordering them to leave. A young officer walked up to them.
"I'm sorry, but you ladies have to leave this floor. A crime has been committed here and we are trying to gather everything up as much as possible."
"Sir, this is Dr. Thorul. The one that had her office robbed." said Marie explaining to the officer.
"Sorry, but I didn't know."
"It's alright. Could you please take me there?"asked Lena.
"Yeah I will. The others will want to question you and tell you what's going on. They are already questioning the other staff members, and we have already gotten the statements from the two orderlies that were attacked. Step this way please."
He led them through the crowd, taking them to her office. Lena saw Rick and Todd sitting on some chairs with doctors checking up on them. Todd was the dark skinned one with short hair and dark eyes while Rick was light skin with spiky blonde hair and blue eyes. They had bruises all over them, and one of them had their shirts ripped up a bit.
"You guys alright?" asked Lena as she walked up to them. They both nodded.
"We're fine." said Todd.
"Heck, we're used to this sort of thing if you lived and worked here long enough." said Rick jokingly. "It's your room that took the most of a beating."
After Lena made sure they were alright, they took her to her office. Lena gasped at the sight. Files and paper littered the room, objects had been thrown off their shelves, and books had been thrown to the floor or her desk. It was like some tornado had gone loose in her here. It was even more of a mess with cops looking around and taking pictures or putting things in bags marked as evidence. They were also getting finger prints off from the large windows and the furniture that were in there.
"I want everything labeled, tag, and sent to the lab once everything is done here." barked one of the men in charge. "I don't want any mess ups or all of you are fired!"
The man was tall and scruffy looking, with his black hair messed up, like he had just slept on it, and left in a hurry not even bothering to comb it. He had a rough short stubble beard, and dark piercing blue eyes. He wore a long gray coat, with a white button shirt and red tie, with brown shoes. He looked to be about in his late thirties.
"What the Hell is this?" questioned the man to the officer as he saw them enter the room, "I thought I told you not to bring anyone in here! This is a crime scene and they are contaminating the evidence!"
"But Sergeant, this is Dr. Thorul. This is her office."
"Well it about time you showed up. Women are always late when they come to see me." He stated.
I can see why Lena thought sarcastically. She didn't like him one bit. He was sending out bad vibes that made Lena squirm inside.
"Dr. Thorul, this is Sergeant Randolph of Metropolis PD. He is helping with the case." explained the officer, introducing her to the man.
"Enough chit chat." interrupted Randolph, lighting up a cigarette. "Now let's get started Doc."
"Fine by me."
Randolph took out his small notepad and began to read, "Well here's the story: Somewhere around eleven at night, those two orderlies were gathering up supplies to be brought to the storage room and were about to head out for the night. They were walking this way when they heard noises down the hall. They went to inspect when they suddenly heard voices coming out of this room. They told us you had left several hours ago, the first thing coming into their minds was that you forgot something and came back for it. Once they got closer they heard two male voices yelling and things being thrown around the room."
Randolph turned a page over in his notepad and continued.
"They heard one of them men quote: "This wasn't part of the plan! This wasn't supposed to happen!" and more crashes could be heard. Then the two orderlies rushed in here, to find the room dark, and then Wham! Knocked out like a light. They were drugged out of the room and left in the hallway, where they were found a few hours later out cold. Do you have anything important in here that they wanted to steal?"
"None that I can think of." said Lena.
"What about those filing cabinets over there? Don't they contain important files?"
"Yes. I send the original files to the Main Office, keep one copy of them in my laptop, and another in the cabinet, but it hasn't been opened or tampered with."
"And you know this how?" scoffed Randolph, slanting his eyes.
"Because there is a coded keypad on there, and they didn't open it up. What we see here is computer paper and vanilla envelopes that haven't been used yet." With her psychic powers she could tell that they hadn't broke into the file cabinet. She also used her psychic powers to open the cabinets instead of using her hand so she would not leave finger prints behind. She was very paranoid about that. She looked around the room. "Making it look as though a paper storm had happen in here."
"Oh really?"
Marie looked at him crossly. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"This isn't any of your business lady." Spat Randolph.
"Wait a minute." Said Lena, not liking the way the Sergeant was talking to her friend. "Are you implying something very differently, Sergeant?" asked Lena.
"Well at first we thought this was a normal typical robbery against the Hospital you know, like say a disgruntle patient or extremist or something or the other. Yet not quite, since we couldn't find any finger prints in here from them and… none from you either."
"Why? Is there something else?" asked Lena.
"I think we should discuss this more privately, say like back at the police station." said Randolph. "Because something is not right here."
"You're way out of line, Sergeant."
Everyone turned around to see two more men walk into the room. One of them, was wearing a long a blue jacket, with gray pants on and brown shoes. He had blonde hair with dull blue eyes. The other one wore a long brown overcoat, with tan pants and black shoes. His hair was brown slightly turning gray and had blue eyes with dark rim glasses on. They looked to be around in their forties.
"I'm sorry for barging in like this, Doctor, but I'm Lieutenant Daniel's of Metropolis PD. I will be in charge from here on end." said the blonde man.
"But I am-"
"I said I was in charge Randolph."
The Sergeant scoffed and looked like a scorn child. Lena in the back of her mind was pleased for someone else to be in charge. He was getting on her nerves badly.
"And who is this?" asked Randolph suspiciously.
"This is Commissioner Gordon of Gotham Police and also a very old friend of mine as well. We go way back to our Academy days."
"How do you do?" asked Lena shaking both of their hands.
"Good. Though I wish I could say the same thing for you." said Gordon.
"Gotham?" spat Randolph, "Shouldn't you be protecting the Playboy Bruce Wayne at Luthor Corps? This is Metropolis affairs not Gotham."
"You're getting out of line again." Said Daniel's eying him "He is here, because I asked him to be here. Now if I hear one more word or some sarcastic remark out of that mouth of yours again, out you go. You hear me?"
Randolph muttered under his breath, but he followed the order Daniel's had given him.
"Now," began Daniel's, "the reason why we are asking is that, it might not be something against the Hospital."
"Why is that?"
"Well, the two orderlies had overheard something else being said. Apparently the two intruders were upset that the person who owned the office wasn't there and couldn't finish off the job."
Lena gulped, "Are you saying…"
"Dr. Thorul, did you have a disagreement with a patient recently?" asked Daniel's.
"No, I never had a problem with anyone before."
"Are you sure? Because these men had the worst of intentions. And what the staff has told me, you usually leave late at night, but they made you leave early last night. Why is that?"
Lena and Marie both looked at each other. They didn't say anything, till Marie nodded her head. Lena looked back to the officers.
"It's because of…my health." said Lena, embarrassed. She really didn't like talking about it with anybody, not even with her friends and family.
"What about your health?" said Randolph, "Except for the freaky eyes, you look perfectly healthy to me."
"Looks can be very deceiving. And for your information, Sir, this is a birth defect."
"Whatever." scoffed the Sergeant.
"Anyway, until we can figure this out, do you have somewhere else to stay for the night? Somewhere safe, until this is solved?"
"I can find a place."
"Alright then. Now if we can get your statement-"
He never did finish his sentence when the windows suddenly broke with flying bullets aiming towards them.
Oh A cliffhanger! I'm such a horrible person for doing that. I wonder what's going to happen next? You're just going to have to find out!
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