Chapter 2
Investigate
Dean
I took a bite out of the hot dog I had gotten near the hot dog stand. "Hey, I got some information about the bed bugs." Sam said, coming up behind me. I jumped. "Hey, don't scare me like that!" I shouted. "Sorry." He whispered.
"C'mon, let's go sit down in the car, and I can explain it to you better out of the crowd." He said. I nodded, agreeing. But, when we started walking towards the car, the woman he caught the other day walked with a purpose through the crowd. She walked as if she was being chased. "Hey, do you see something wrong with her?" I asked, pointing to her.
Sam looked at her. "Who? Karen?" He asked.
"Karen!" the British man, following close behind her, called. "Should we?" Sam asked. "I don't know." I said. "What information do you have on the bed bugs?" I asked. "You want to have the information now?" He asked. "Yes," I said.
Sam sighed, and opened the manila folder. "Ten children died last Tuesday all from bed bugs. Twenty are sick from bites, but something still doesn't seem right." Sam announced.
"Hospital." I said. "We have to ask questions."
"Right." Sam said.
I just stared at the door that the fighting couple had disappeared into.
"Dean," Sam repeated. "We need to go before visiting hours are over."
"Do you know where the New York General Hospital?" I asked. "No." Sam answered.
"Wait here." I said. I walked to the building. I opened the door, and walked in. The cool air felt good against my skin. The building was plain. Nobody was really in here. "GET OUT AND STAY OUT!" I turned around to see, a man dressed in black with almost the similar British accent yell at the man who was the guy he met yesterday.
"She's my girlfriend." He fought.
"Ex-girlfriend." The angry man corrected. "I suggest, you listen to the man." I interrupted. "Who are you?" they both asked. "I'm the guy that caught you're ex when she was upset." I answered. "And you are?" Dev asked. "Dean." I said.
"No more side shows, get out." The man said, holding onto Dev, pointing to the door.
Dev sighed, and left the building. "You are here why?" the guy asked. "I need to speak with a Karen." I said.
"Karen Cartwright?" He asked. "Why?"
"My brother and I need help. We're new here." I said. "Come with me." He said. I followed him, to the elevator. "So, new in town?" the man asked. "Yep." I answered.
"How long?" he asked.
"Are you always this nosy?" I asked. The man just rolled his eyes. When the elevator doors opened, we stepped out. "Who are you, by the way?" I asked.
"Derek, Derek Wills." He announced. I nodded, in agreement.
Derek pushed the double doors open. "I need Karen Cartwright!" He shouted. Karen was sitting on a chair, being comforted by friends. Karen stood. She'd been crying. Great.
She walked towards us. "Ms. Cartwright, this young man needs your assistance." Derek said. "You?" She asked. "Hi." I said, not thinking of what else I could say.
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "I'm going to start rehearsal, if you want some time off, just tell me." Derek offered. She nodded.
"What do you need?" Karen asked.
"Need directions to the hospital." I said.
"Are you alright?" She asked. "Oh, we're fine. We just need to do something there." I said. She nodded. "Let's go." She said, she turned back to tell Derek she was leaving, and together we headed out.