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Unexpected Visitors.
Paula stared at little Gerry as she ate her chocolate. The little boy was almost three years old and obsessed with Thomas The Tank Engine. She smiled slightly as she watched the little boy play with the trains.
"Mummy." He held up the train as the phone rang.
"One second." Paula stated as she climbed over the toys to get to the phone. She was exhausted but knew with an energetic toddler there was no way she was going to get any sleep. At least not until her mum came over to babysit. "Hiya Dad." She sat down as little Gerry wandered over to meet her. "Oh my God." Paula closed her eyes.
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"So, there you have it." Brian stated as he walked next to Sandra through the corridors of the police station. She nodded.
"The hospital was private in those days. It wasn't taken over by the NHS until 2001. Something to do with a public/private partnership." Sandra frowned as she spoke.
"Yeah, unusual but it did happen. The local university took over nurse education when Project 2000 was introduced. All nurses left with a diploma in health care; either in care of the adult, child, mentally ill or learning disabled." Brian continued. Sandra nodded.
"I remember that. Big shake up in nurse education. Someone I knew back then had a sister in nursing school. One day it was nursing school the next it was a university."
"Times change."
"Yes, but Brian people don't. Someone killed that girl."
"Yeah." He took his glasses off as they reached the abandoned UCOS office.
"In 1999 Debbie Lloyd was a fully qualified nurse. Why are you both talking about nursing students?" Gerry watched as they both walked in.
"Because she may have come into contact with a variety of different people. Student nurses are attached to different wards on placement. Most they are there is six weeks." Sandra explained.
"So? How are we going to track down every student that had a placement at the hospital? Did private hospitals even have students?" Gerry asked as he shrugged his coat on.
"And where are you going?"
"Guv." Gerry turned back to her. "I just got off the phone. Paula was a student at the hospital just as it turned from private to NHS. She has some photos of her time there. May be helpful."
"Great." Sandra smiled. "Any news on Jack?"
"Not yet." Gerry frowned slightly as he remembered his friend laying across the desk clutching his chest. "Let me know if?"
"I'll call." Sandra smiled. "Right, Brian. Find out everything you can about Debbie. Her friends, family, boyfriend or boyfriends. Did she have any enemies? Any problems with her bosses? What's the family set up? Was she in debt? Anything that explains her murder. Anyone that had a grudge because right now I can't see why this girl was murdered. It seems everyone liked her."
"Random attack?" Brian sat at his desk. Scampi whined slightly before turning in his basket and ignoring the humans who were disturbing his sleep.
"No." Sandra sighed. "Maybe, but I don't think so. It doesn't feel like a random attack. It feels like they wanted us to think that."
"So, while I'm at Paula's and Brian is doing his research what are you going to be doing?"
"Oh not much." She smiled slightly. "I've got forensics to chase and I'm going to talk to DI Evans. He was the original investigating officer on this case. Then there is Strickland to contend with."
"Rather you than me." Gerry huffed before walking out the door.
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Paula filled the kettle as little Gerry slept peacefully on the sofa. She was determined to be awake long enough to have a proper conversation with her father without falling asleep. She poured the coffee into her mug just as the doorbell rang. Sighing heavily she wandered away from the kitchen towards the front door.
"Coming Dad." She called, unable to make out the figure through the frosted glass of her front door. She opened the door and her smiled faded. "You? What the hell are you doing here?"
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A/N More soon. Please review.
