Chapter 7
Carter had gone back to sitting with Abby watching her breathing and sleeping there in the bed so peaceful. He thought about everything that Susan had said. He couldn't believe that she thought that he was capable of doing something like that.
He had to admit that there was a certain amount of disbelief to his story but he had been at home. Problem was that if anyone was to do any asking about it, he really had no alibi. No one had seen him leave the hospital and even if they did it had been hours before Abby had been attacked.
"Dr. Carter," A voice said to him pulling him from him thoughts that flooded his mind during his vigil with Abby.
He looked up to see a man standing there looking at him. "Yes."
"Could you come with me for a few minutes please?"
Carter stood up from sitting beside Abby's bed and headed out into the hallway with the man whom he didn't recognize he had no idea who this man was, "can I help you?"
"We'd like to ask you a few questions about Miss Lockhart's stabbing." The man said to him, "I'm Detective Donaldson and this is my partner Detective Richards." He pointed to the man who was standing there next to him.
Carter nodded to the men, "I'll answer what I can, but I'm afraid that I don't have much information." Carter remained calm and cool as he talked to them.
"We talked to the Attending Physician who examined Miss Lockhart when she arrived to the ER." He said looking at him intently. "Do you know of any enemies that Miss Lockhart might have had?"
"No, Abby didn't have any enemies that I know of." He answered the question that was asked of him.
"Do you have any idea of who might have wanted to hurt her?" He asked him.
"I'm not certain but I think it might have been a man by the name of Paul Sobriki." Carter said calmly.
"And you have reason to believe that he might have hurt her because?"
Okay now Carter felt awkward about telling a police officer about the dream that he had but it was worth a shot, it was the only thing that he had been going off. "I dreamt it." He knew that sounded very weird and all but he was compelled to tell the truth.
"Where were you at the time of Miss Lockhart's stabbing Dr. Carter?" The detective asked him.
"I was at home. I had worked 36 hours that day and I caught the train home after I got off. Abby was supposed to meet me and when I woke up at around five o'clock and she wasn't home I became worried about her." Carter told them.
"Is there anyone that can place you at the apartment that you shared with Miss Lockhart?" The detective asked.
"No I called the hospital from the house, but like I said that was around five o'clock when I woke up. I had been tired from the long shift and I went straight home." Carter said again.
"So then there is no one who can account for where you were at approximate 4 o'clock?"
"No sir, there isn't," Carter said realizing where this was going. They suspected him of hurting Abby. The only person who knew who stabbed Abby was Abby and she had no memory of the event.
"Dr. Carter," The detective said, "you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law, you have the right to an attorney if you can not afford one, one will be provided to you. Do you understand your rights?"
Carter couldn't believe that this was happening. "Yes I do." As he said that the police detective place the handcuffs around Carter's wrists, he was being arrested for stabbing his girlfriend, the last person on the face of the planet that he would ever hurt.
