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Part 4

Author: Mac

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Nancy stirred and slowly opened her eyes. Her head pounded unmercifully. The pain jolted memories back into her brain. She was knocked unconscious... by Ned! "Frank!" she cried, sitting up. Waves of dizziness and nausea washed over her.

She took a deep breath to calm down. She had to get word to Frank at

the hospital. It took her a few seconds longer than normal, but she was finally standing, using the desk to hold herself up.

The phone felt heavy in her hand, but she held onto it. What was Frank's number at the hospital? Try as she might, she couldn't remember! Nancy decided to try her father.

"Drew residence."

"Dad, it's me."

"Nan? Are you all right? Bess just called and said you were in trouble."

"Don't worry about me, Dad, just get word to Joe that Ned is the one who's after Frank."

"Who?" Nancy's head began to ache even more. Everything was swimming in and out of focus. "Nan, you're not making any sense. Ned is after Frank?"

However, she didn't answer him because she was lying on the floor unconscious.

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Bess arrived at Ned's apartment complex in record time. Two police officers had just pulled up as well. "Bess Marvin?" the taller of the two asked. "I'm Officer Pendleton, this is Officer Meyer. Chief McGinnis sent us over to see what was going on. He didn't give us much in the way of details."

Bess explained the situation as they climbed the stairs to Ned's apartment. "It just seemed odd that he knew who shot Frank and at the same time he was attempting to get back with Nancy."

Pendleton nodded in understanding, then knocked on the door. When there was no answer, he glanced over at Bess. "You might want to step back."

She smiled warily and did so, jumping as they kicked open the door. She gasped when she saw her friend on the floor. "Nancy!"

"Wait!" Pendleton said, holding her back. "Paul, make sure it's clear."

Meyers did a quick sweep, then nodded. "No one's here, I'll call for an ambulance."

Bess was trying to wake Nancy to no avail. Her hand felt something warm and wet in her friend's hair. "Oh, God!"

"An ambulance is on it's way," Pendleton said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'm going to see if I can't find anything to stop the bleeding. Remember, head injuries can seem a lot worse than they are."

She nodded slowly, tears threatening to spill out. She glanced up on the desk and noticed that the phone was off the hook. Nancy must have tried to call Frank.

"Officer Meyers, is there any way we can tell who Nancy talked to before she lost consciousness?"

"There is," he replied, quickly calling the station. Meanwhile, Pendleton had returned with a washcloth. "I need a to find out the last number called from this line, John. Yeah. 555-1232. Thanks."

After he hung up, he asked Bess if the number sounded familiar. "It's Nancy's. She must have called her dad."

"The ambulance!" Meyers said. Bess sighed in relief. "I'll bring them up."