Ch.9

"That's very interesting. He's probably the guy that hit me. Did you find out why he's asking about Elizabeth?" Jack asked.

"He's probably the guy. The reason behind asking about Elizabeth is that ever since his wife died, he's been stalking teens, about her age, because he always wants it to remind him of when he and his wife were together."

"That's sick. What was his wife's name and what did she die of?"

"Carolyn Clader. She died of lung cancer. Now, I think, I know the reason behind him hurting you. When Carolyn was living, there was a surgery that she could do to get rid of some of the lung cancer. She only had a small portion of cancer in her so she decided to have the surgery. At the beginning of the operation, the surgeon in charge picked up the scalpel and started. Halfway, the scalpel slipped from his hands and punctured her heart. The surgeon in charge tried to fix everything but she died on the operating table. He sued the hospital. I guess he doesn't like doctors who help people that look like his wife. He took a little bit of medical school then he dropped out."

"Oh, okay. Man, no wonder he's been doing this. How are we going to catch him?"

"We could trap him," Mark said.

" I know but how?"

"Well, we could…." Mark said as he got closer to Jack and told him the plan.

After a few minutes, Jack said, "Wow! What a great plan!"

For the next few hours, the word around the hospital and throughout the town, news spread about Elizabeth's car crash. It was also mentioned that Dr. Jack Stewart was going to be mourning in Elizabeth's room since he was very attached to her. The news about the crash got to John.

"Yes, now she's dead, I can go after this Dr. Jack Stewart," John said as he walked to the front entrance of CG. He had heard the news on his car radio while sitting in his car in the hospital parking lot. John continued walking right up to the nurses' desk.

"I'm a friend of Elizabeth and I want to mourn also."

"She's in room 105," Nurse Dorothy said.

"Thanks."

Then John Clader headed in the direction of her room. When he was out of earshot, Dorothy picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers.