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R for Revenge
Chapter Seven
All PC Matthew MacDonald knew was that two CI5 agents had gone missing inside the hospital and they were high probability that they were been held at gun point by an unknown assailant who was last seen dressed as a doctor and were to proceed with extreme caution as they did room to room searches, he closed the door to the supply room he had just being checking and moved on to the next room, reading the sign on the door before attempting to enter, it said Consultation Room. Turning the handle he found it was locked but the key was still in its keyhole, he thought that was odd why would anyone lock a door and leave the key in its lock as he turned the key and pushed the door wide open to find Murphy lying on the floor holding the back of his head. He was immediately kneeling at his side; he fitted the description of Murphy given by CI5's commander and radioed in that he had found one of the CI5 agents.
Murphy shook his head to clear the fussiness immediately wishing he hadn't, through the pounding in his head he trying to piece together the last thing that he remembered "the doctor was a fake, he's got Bodie, god damn it he's got Bodie" Murphy climbed to his feet but swayed as the room spun, he reached out and grabbed on to PC MacDonald's arm for support
"Take it easy" PC MacDonald led Murphy over to a chair pushed him into it
Murphy didn't object as he sat down his world was spinning like a Ferris wheel and to add to it his stomach was now starting to feel like it was on a rollercoaster because he knew Bodie was alone and defenceless against a mad man who was out to kill him.
Cowley bust into the room with Dr Jones following closely behind, Cowley literally pushed the uniformed officer out of the way to get to Murphy "Report"
His hands cradling his head to stop the spinning Murphy didn't look up he knew George Cowley's voice "It was him sir, the bastard got Bodie"
Doctor Jones rushed over and started to examine the bump on the back of Murphy's head. Murphy hissed and nearly jumped out of the chair when the doctor pressed lightly.
"Where man, where did he take him?" Cowley asked while the doctor flashed his small light torch into Murphy's eyes
"Don't know sir he knocked me out, they could be anywhere by now" Murphy blinked and pushed the light torch away as it blinded him "Sorry sir I failed"
Cowley turned to the uniformed officer "Get on the radio I want every officer to have a description of him, I don't want him leaving the hospital grounds"
As Murphy gave PC MacDonald a description of the man, Cowley turned to the doctor, he knew time was running out for Bodie "This is your territory doctor, put yourself into this mad man shoes, you know the police are closing in, time is restricted where would you take Bodie?"
Dr Edward Jones rubbed his chin as he pondered George Cowley's usual question, for Christ sakes he was a doctor, his purpose in life was to save people and now he was being asked to but himself in a mad man shoes and think like him. The hospital was big place he thought and there were plenty of areas that were restricted to both visitors and patients even some members of staff "I'm no expert but I think I'd stay on this floor, I want to stay away from the lifts where its more public and with Bodie been blind I wouldn't chance the stairs"
"I think you might be on to something, what's on this floor?" Cowley asked
"Well at this end there are a few consultation rooms, radiology department and a....." Dr Jones stopped his heart missing a beat as he realised that there was a theatre
"And a what, doctor?"
"There's a small operating theatre" the doctor gulped
"What we waiting for, show me" George Cowley ordered already leaving the room
Murphy rose more solidly to his feet and followed the others out of the door; he wasn't going to be left behind he wanted to see what his failure had done.
Dr Jones took the lead turning into another corridor he looked back at Cowley "We don't use it much, just when the other theatres are overloaded but it always equipped just in case, here" the doctor pointed to a door just ahead.
"Ok; stand aside let us handle this" Cowley informed the doctor has he pulled out his gun handing it over to Murphy
Cowley stood to one side of the door while Murphy stood gun raised at the other, watching Murphy nod his head a sign that he was ready Cowley twisted the door handle and pushed it open and waited, When no gun fire came Murphy took a quick look inside the theatre, he scanned the room for the assailant before letting his eyes drift to the operating table "Oh my god" holstering the gun he walked shakily in to the room his eyes fixed on Bodie, taped down, cut open and bleeding on the table.
Dr Jones pushed passed Cowley and Murphy who both seemed to be in a daze, he was more used to people with their insides hanging than out that these two; luckily this wasn't the case with Bodie's insides. He removed the tape from Bodie mouth and then grabbed some surgical wipes and started to clean the blood from Bodie's chest to assess the damage
Cowley was the first to regain his composure, turning to PC MacDonald and Murphy "Carry on searching"
"Yes sir" PC MacDonald left swiftly not wanting to stay, the sight of blood always made him feel queasy. Murphy stood his ground, not moving just staring
Drugged and bleeding out Bodie was lost in his own personal nightmare of pain and torment, he jumped as he felt his captor hands touching him once again, he was back to slice him open some more, to seek an unknown revenge on him
"We'll be seeing you again real soon Bodie" the words echoing through Bodie's mind
Bodie struggled against his captor he had to escape, get away find Doyle, the pain in his chest increasing, he could hardly breathe "No, no, don't hurt me"
Dr Jones shouted out his orders "Murphy, go find a nurse and fetch her here, Cowley talk to him try and calm him down, he hyperventilating" the morphine bottle and the empty used syringe hadn't gone unnoticed by the doctor, the bastard had pumped with drugs.
Murphy looked up when the doctor call out his name but he still couldn't move, it was Cowley's voice bellowing at him that brought in back "What you waiting for, go"
Cowley watched Murphy leave the theatre and then stepped up to the operating table "Bodie, listen to me, calm down he's gone" Cowley looked back at the doctor "I need something sharp to untie him with"
Dr Jones carried on his work "No, not until he calms down it'll do more harm than good if he continues thrashing around"
"I think death is too quick, there so much more satisfaction in torturing someone to break them, every man has his limit and I want to show him yours, that you're not as strong as you make out, that your no more stronger than I was"
"What have I done to you?" Bodie screamed out at his captor
Cowley grabbed Bodie's hand something he would never normally do but this was no normal situation for either him or Bodie "Bodie your safe do you hear me, Dr Jones is here he wants you to calm down to breath normally that an order do you hear me that an order Bodie"
Bodie felt the strong grip, someone was holding his hand and there was a new voice now, it was no longer the voice of his captor his tormentor, this one was none threatening and he knew it well, it was demanding always demanding something of him and this time was no exception it wanted him to calm down and breath, he respected and trusted it so he did what it asked of him.
Cowley saw the change immediately "That's its Bodie, good lad breathe normally"
At that precise moment Murphy came running in with a nurse, Doctor Jones once again took charge "Right I want you two out here now"
Once they were outside in the corridor Murphy paced up and down, he wasn't sure how he could ever look Bodie in the face again after this and not feel guilty, he turned to Cowley "How is he sir?"
"How do you think he is the man's a wreck" Cowley snapped back "If you'd done your job right in the first place he wouldn't be laying on that operating table now" he looked back at the close door of the theatre.
"I know I'm sorry, I failed" Murphy lowered his head in shame
Cowley looked back at Murphy "Well why are you standing there, get moving I want him found" he shouted
"Yes sir" Murphy took off down the corridor after PC MacDonald
CI5 CI5 CI5
John Morgan stood tall, head held high as he walked out of the toilets and made his way down the corridor, the police were closing in fast and time was of the essence, up ahead he saw them working their way down the corridor, one on each side of the corridor checking every room. He carried on walking towards them and then veered off down a side corridor, he quickened pace now occasionally looking behind him. A hospital porter exited a room to his left pushing an empty wheelchair, as the porter passed him John Morgan pulled out his gun and stuck the complete oblivious porter on the back of his head, as soon as the porter's body hit the tiled floor he was dragging it into the storage room. Closing the door he stripped the porter of his overall and slipped it on. He took one last look at the unconscious porter and left, once back in the corridor he pushed his prop, the empty wheelchair down the corridor. He hadn't gone far when he heard at voice behind him
"Hey porter I need that wheelchair here" a doctor called out to him
Morgan looked up the corridor and then back at the doctor waving him over, he turned the wheelchair around and headed into the room where he found an old woman dressed and sat on the bed
"Can you take her down to the entrance there an ambulance waiting for her?"
"I'm going home" she followed it with a toothless grin
"Sure" this was perfect hopefully he could walk straight out of the front door
TBC
