Hide and Seek Part 2
Claire Leyland
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As Smith took another gulp of his beer, he observed his hands shaking with the earlier events of the day. Putting the drink back on the bar he ran his hands through his thinning hair in desperation.
His mind forced him to replay each scene in his head over and over. From the smug look on his boss's face to the doctor informing him about his mother. It still had not hit him that his mother had died. He half expected to go home and see her there in her chair asking how his day had been.
But now with each passing moment and the constant scenes repeated in his head he had no choice but to accept the truth…now he had nothing, he had lost everything, his job, his family, everything had been taken away from him.
He raised his head up and grabbed at his drink, tightening his hands around the cool glass. What was he supposed to do? For the past few years his life had revolved around taking care of his mother and going to work, his whole existence seemed pointless now.
Taking a large gulp from the glass he pictured the doctor at the hospital just calmly telling him that his mother was dead. How could he have just stood by? Hs mother was a fighter; she would have wanted everything to have been done to help her. No something was not right here, he was not being told everything. Had the doctor made a mistake and was covering up the truth? Had something happened at the ER that was being kept from him? He had to know, and there was only one person who could help him.
Downing the rest of his beer Smith quickly stood up and threw a few bills onto the counter before wrapping his coat and scarf around him and heading outside.
He pictured again his mother pleading for help and that doctor just standing there doing nothing. He had promised her that he would look after her and now, going over the facts, he was sure that the doctor had taken her away from him. He had to find out the truth and then punish that doctor. He just hoped that the doctor was still at work.
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Back at the hospital Kerry Weaver quickly emerged from the staff lounge and took in the sight around her. The ER was surprisingly calm at the moment, most of the patients had been seen to and the waiting room chairs were eerily empty. Mark had already informed her that the ER had been slow for most of his shift, but she still walked over to the front desk to see what was what.
Looking at the board she observed that a trauma had recently come in but Luka was there and handling it in Trauma 2. As she sat down to check her messages she noticed Carter come over to the desk with his coat to sign out.
"Hi John. I heard you had a little excitement in the ER today." Mark had informed her of the heated argument in the hospital hallway.
"Yeah!" He chuckled as he quickly signed the chart in front of him. "I think 'a little' is a bit of an understatement."
"Are you okay?" She asked concerned. "It didn't aggravate any of your previous injuries did it?"
"No I'm fine. I'm just gonna go home and sleep for a week." He quickly put the chart back in the drawer and picked up his coat. "Right I'm outta here, see you all tomorrow."
As he walked away from the desk Kerry watched him and noticed that he was limping slightly. Straightaway she knew he had been lying to her. He wasn't fine at all. She wished he would talk to her about things but nowadays he seemed so closed off. She would speak to him about it tomorrow she decided and let him get a good nights sleep tonight.
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Smith had been looking for the doctor everywhere on the hospital grounds but there was just no sight of him. He could feel his temper rising, it was getting so frustrating. But he wasn't about to give up. Not with the thought of revenge tingling on his fingertips.
He was about to try the corridor opposite him when his target suddenly entered his view.
"Bingo!" He muttered sinisterly and silently followed him.
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After exiting the elevator Carter quickly headed towards the hospital car park and had just reached his jeep when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned expecting a friend or colleague, but instead he found the threatening presence of Charles Smith.
