Part 2 of Part 7
Stegman peered around the side of the building, making sure the coast was clear. When he was sure it was, he slipped into the hospital and into the blood supply room. He knew they would be wheeling Chris into the O.R. soon, and she would surely be needing a blood transfusion. He remembered that she had type "O" blood from when the Red Cross had showed up last month collecting blood. He found the refrigerator that held the "O" blood and opened it. He removed the blood and brought the bags over to the "A" blood refrigerator. He opened the "A" blood refrigerator and opened it, removing the blood bags. He placed the "O" blood bags into the "A" blood refrigerator and then closed the fridge. He picked up the "A" blood bags and carried them over to the "O" refrigerator. He opened the fridge and placed the bags in and closed the door. He then took the signs from both the refrigerators and switched them. He chuckled to himself. "If this plan succeeds, the bitch will be done with and Hook will never be able to survive. He'll just have to kill himself so he can be with her!" So what if another patient also ended up getting the wrong type of blood? Stegman was beyond caring for anyone's well-being but his own. He quietly slipped out of the supply room, slipped out of the hospital, got into his Jag and drove off before anyone knew he had gone.
Renee Klingerman had been sitting with her daughter for over two hours now, following the news closely. "When they find the bastard, I hope they lynch him." She muttered under her breath. She looked over at Mona who's breathing had become unsteady and her pulse had become weaker. Renee knew her daughter's time was limited. Over the past couple of weeks, Mona had stopped eating and they had had to hook her up to a feeding tube, and she had been slipping in and out of consciousness for the past week. "I have to go now baby, I love you." Renee choked kissing her daughter. As Renee was heading out the door, the lines on Mona's monitors went flat and the alarm went off signaling Nurse Batterman into the room, followed closely by Dr. Gupta. He wheeled the crash cart over to Mona's bed while Nurse Batterman threw the sheets from Mona's bed and tore a hole in her hospital gown. "Clear!" Dr. Gupta said, Nurse Batterman backed off, and Renee sunk against the wall crying hysterically. No response. Dr. Gupta tried 3 more times before turning to Renee. "I think we lost her," he said sympathetically "I can try one more time if you would like?" Renee looked from him to her daughter. "N-no," she choked, standing up and moving towards Mona's bed. "l-let her rest in peace." Dr. Gupta nodded. "I'll give you some time alone with her if you would like." He said. Renee nodded and Dr. Gupta and Nurse Batterman left the room. Renee sat on the bed taking her daughter in her arms and rocked and kissed her. "Mommy loves you" she sobbed. At that moment and earthquake shook the building...
