"One!? So two are still stalking the corridors of Holby?" She shouted.
"What is your problem?" Henrik shook his head.
"One of the other men is carrying a machete Henrik, A FUCKING MACHETE! Have you not read the news articles?"
"Well-"
*Knock knock*
"Come in." He stated annoyed.
Ollie poked his head around the door, "Um, Mr Hanssen, the reports have spotted the arrested man. They've recognised him."
Henrik stared at him in disbelief then turned to his laptop to search the news.
"Things are heating up here at Holby City hospital right now. Earlier on today the hospital was infiltrated by three men and 4 members of staff were reported to be injured. It was unknown who the men were at the time and details of the injured staff were not given. Though five minutes ago a man was casually leaving the building when he was recognised by security guards as being one of the men involved and it has now been confirmed that he is one of the members of the NHS Drugs Gang. Though it is not over yet for Holby as there are still two more members inside. Oh, a police van has just arrived, security are escorting him out…"
Henrik sighed and rubbed his forehead, "Tabitha, can you-?...Tabitha?" He growled and bashed his fist onto the desk.
"Mr Hanssen?" Ollie asked concerned.
"Dr Valentine, I want to keep an eye the press gang for me, do not speak to them do not approach them, just sit and watch them and if anybody says a word to them I want you to stop them." He stared at his screen as he spoke.
"Will do, Mr Hanssen."
Tabby typed away frantically in her office. Print after print after print, she used up nearly a quarter of her pack of paper. News reports from the past three months, blurred pictures from CCTV footage, she stapled the papers as they came out and finally her last page was printed and stapled. She locked her computer and swiped the papers from her desk.
"Henrik." She slammed the door behind her, "I almost understand why you might not have known them because they have never made the main news, they have featured in side columns of newspapers and only have short stints on 90 second updates but Henrik; they have been action for the last three months." She began dishing out her printouts all over his desk, "Clinics, surgeries, even a care home have all been targeted by the group. St George Cottage Hospital, Stapleton GP Practice, Horfield Primary Care Centre, Bedminster Clinic, Kingswood Hospital, Fishponds Surgery, Royal Ashton Cottage Hospital and Bradley Stoke Hospital where a porter and security guard were killed. Then closer to home, Bristol University Hospital, St James' was targeted but their plans were foiled when security noticed their suspicious behaviour so then they came here." She slapped down the last article, "It's already up on the Daily Bristol's website. Not only that but it's making the main headlines too. The story is being updated as we speak on the live news bulletin. This Hospital has churned out more scandal than Gavin Henson and Wayne Rooney so of course tomorrow morning this story is going to be front page news of the Daily Bristol, the Bristol Times, the Echo and not to mention the Holby Gazette. I wouldn't be surprised if we even feature in side columns of the National newspapers."
"Well I will look out for it in my Guardian tomorrow morning then." He stated flippantly.
"Henrik are you even listening to me? We will become a laughing stock by tonight! They have targeted nearly every medical centre in the city and we didn't even plan for it, hell we didn't know about them."
Henrik solemnly picked up the article about Bradley Stoke Hospital and the killed porter and security guard and he shakily ran his fingers over the page.
"What are we going to do Henrik? What do you plan to do?"
He slowly took off his glasses and folded them in his lap.
"Henrik, what are we to do?" She shouted.
He swallowed, "I don't know." He whispered.
Tabby watched, stunned, as Henrik got to his feet and headed for the door, "Where are you going now?"
He ignored her.
"Henrik."
He opened the door silently.
"Henrik!" She huffed as the door shut, running her fingers through her hair, irritated at his actions.
Just as she stormed towards the door her phone rang, "Hello Tabitha Rees…Um, o-ok, call security and I'll be down there as soon as I can…Mr Hanssen? No I'm afraid he won't be…ok."
The muffled noise grew gradually louder the closer she got to the ward. She stood by the doors, took a deep breath then pressed the button. As she opened the door the noise and chaos that was AAU filled Tabby's senses.
"Tabby, we need your help, can you see to beds-"
"No I'm afraid I can't, I've just been promoted to CEO and Director of Surgery." She snapped.
"What? Really?" Chrissie looked shocked.
"Well now that Hanssen's fucked off, someone's got to do the job."
"Why? Where is Hanssen?"
"AWOL, he just got up and left not giving a single clue as to where he was headed." Tabby looked close to tears.
"Are you talking about Mr Hanssen?" The American voice spoke from behind.
"Ye have you seen him?" She turned to Michael.
"Yeah, he was headed across the car park a minute ago."
"Thank you!" Tabby raced for the door.
"Tabitha, wait I'm coming with you!" Chrissie followed.
The young doctor flew down the stairs two steps at a time, the blonde nurse struggling to keep up, "Tabby, don't do anything stupid." Chrissie warned.
Reaching the bottom Tabby ran for the main foyer but as she reached the entrance she stopped in her tracks.
"What's wrong?" Chrissie asked panting as she caught up.
"Where have the press gone?" Then she heard a car start. She immediately recognised the five cylinder turbo charged petrol engine and she started for the doors.
"Tabitha!"
The dark car reversed out of its reserved parking space.
"HENRIK!" Tabitha stormed down the ramp towards the road leading under the building.
"Tabby wait!" Chrissie shouted after her, "No don't!" She realised what the girl was going to do.
As Henrik was about to drive out Tabby suddenly appeared in front of his car. The squeal of his brakes sounded around the car park as his car nose-dived to stop in time and not hit the girl.
Tabby slammed her hands down onto his bonnet and glared at the man in the drivers' seat, "Henrik!"
He pulled his window down, "Tabitha, what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" He shouted.
"Don't you dare leave this hospital!" She ordered through clenched teeth.
"Get out of the way." He threatened revving his engine.
"NO!"
"GET OFF MY CAR!" He roared enraged.
"Not until you park back up and get your pompous, Swedish, stuck up arse back into that building!" She shouted.
A crowd had gathered at both entrances to see what was going on and Chrissie couldn't help but smile at Tabby's comment.
Henrik pondered for a moment before switching off his engine and sitting patiently in silence.
Tabby wandered to his window, "What is that matter with you?" She asked flabbergasted.
"Why are you down here?" he stared out the front.
"Because you fucked off without giving a single clue as to where you were headed, why are you down here?" She waited but no reply came, "You were going to dump us weren't you. Your staff are in danger from a gang of men and you were going to leave us to fight for ourselves."
"Tabitha what was it that happened at Bradley Stoke Hospital?"
"What?" She was taken aback by the question.
"What happened at the hospital?" He repeated.
She stood silently for a moment, "A porter and a security guard were stabbed to death." She recalled quietly.
"What has already happened in this hospital?"
"Henrik, no one has been murdered yet-"
"Yet!" He turned to her, "No one yet. How many men are still stalking those corridors?" He motioned his head to the building.
"Two, but-"
Henrik took off his seat belt and opened the door causing Tabby to stumble backwards out of the way. He slammed his door shut and stared at her for a moment, "You asked me what I planned to do."
"And you said that you didn't know." The poor girl was confused.
"And I still don't." He shook his head "I can't do this. I can't run this hospital." He confessed, "You said it yourself, this hospital is known for its scandal, its incompetent staff and its many botched procedures and policies. But that has all been under my watch. If any members of my staff die today it will be due to my lacklustre leadership. I can't have that on my conscience." He admitted.
Tabby looked up at him in admiration, "Well that was very candid, Henrik. But despite what you think, this hospital needs you, your staff need you, *sigh* I need you."
Henrik turned his eyes to her in surprise.
She smiled weakly, "Park up, and come with me, I promise, there will be no deaths today, not if I can help it." She squeezed his arm gently before heading to the main doors.