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17

John Lawson smirked at himself. He patted his freshly shaver cheek and smirked again. He had finally done what he was paid to do. He was done with this work at last. The girl was dead. He applied some cologne and patted his cheek again.

The phone rung. He raced to the hall and picked it up.

''Lawson?''

''Yeah boss?''

''How can you explain that there was a person transfered into the local hospital under the name Sabrina Martinez?''

''Excuse me?''

''Do not make me repeat myself!'' yelled the voice agitated.

''But... she was... she died an hour after I left her! How is that even possible!''

''You tell me Lawson! You tell me!''

Kelly paced nervously back and forth the hospital corridor. It must have been the hundredth time she did. She recognized the sound of rushing steps. She turned around and faced Jill. She opened her mouth to explain but Jill burst up.

''What did you do? What did you two do to my sister!''

Kelly tried to save the situation. ''Jill, please calm down...''

''Calm down? Calm down? Where is she?''

''She just got into surgery, we don't know nothing yet.''

''Not her! Sabrina! Where is she? She promised me! She promised-''

''Jill, Sabrina's at the emergency...''

''The... the what?''

A nurse passed by. ''Please lower your voices!'' she demanded, and then left.

Jill sat on a seat and breathed heavily. Kelly sat next to her without talking. She felt nauseous. Her clothes were spilled with blood. Kris',Sabrina's , hers, she had forgotten.

''Where's your mom?'' she asked finally.

''Talking with the doctor downstairs.'' replied Jill flatly.

A little while later Mary slowly made her way to the two sitting girls and glanced at them briefly. Jill looked at her with horror.

''Mom?''

Mary sat quietly next to her and looked at the floor.

''Mom? Did you talk to the doctor?'' she asked shaking.

''Yes. I did talk to him.'' she whispered.

''What... what did he say?'' asked Kelly, seeing that Jill was too shocked to ask.

''He said... the bullet... he said... went straight through... without damaging any internal organ.''

''Thank God...'' sighed Kelly in relief.

''But...'' continued Mary ''but her body is in shock... She lost a lot of blood... he doesn't know how it'll respond... He said the next twenty-four hours are critical.''

Kelly swallowed hard as Jill buried her face into her palms.

''What about Sabrina?'' she asked faintly.

''I didn't ask about her.'' replied Mary totally detached.

Kelly closed her eyes slowly and opened them again trying to ease the fear that stung her to the core. She got up and allowed Jill to sit close to her mother. She paced across the emergency room corridor to where a couple of nurses were talking.

''I'm sorry.'' she said politely.

The shorter one turned around and recognized her.

''Are you Kelly?'' she laughed.

''Nurse Morrison?'' asked Kelly with surprise.

''Oh, yeah. What's up kid? Everything okay?''

''I wouldn't say so, I'm here for Sabrina... do you know anything?''

''How could I. You'll have to ask her doctor. What happened?''

''I'm not really sure, see, there was an explosion and-''

''Let me see here...''

She went to a phone and picked it up. She waved at Kelly. ''With this we communicate with the reception. Hello?''

Kelly chewed her upped lip as the nurse talked to the person on the other end of the line. ''Uh, huh... Kelly what is her last name?'' she asked her.

''Martinez. Sabrina Martinez.''

''Uuuuh... huuuuh... Yeah, thanks Lucy...''

She turned at Kelly and lifted her eyebrows.

''There was no Sabrina Martinez tonight. Just a Sabrina Blaylock.''

''Well... she might... I don't know... what is she here for?''

''Second degree burns and some other small injuries.''

''Um... can you ask if she was shot on the knee recently?''

She picked the phone again and mumbled something to the receptionist.

''Yeah, Lucy said there was a recent wound on the left knee, is this your friend? Blood type O minus... dark hair, brown eyes? Five foot nine?''

''Yep. That's her.''

''Can't see her right now, she is still receiving treatment.''

A male voice interrupted. ''Kelly!''

Kelly turned around to face a soaked to the bone Bosley. It must have started to rain outside.

''Kelly, what the hell did you two do?''

''Mr Bosley... what... what are you doing here?''

The nervous man pulled her by the sleeve to the hospital cafeteria and offered her a seat. A waitress came by and her sent her away. He searched through his pockets nervously and found nothing. He laid his hands on the table. Kelly broke the silence.

''Why did you come here?''

''Why? Cause you two messed up!''

''But-''

''Sabrina was supposed to be dead! She shouldn't be walking around like this! I told you to stay at home!''

''Dead?''

''Of course! We arranged it that she would be officially dead, so that no one would keep attacking her! Now you blew it! I told you to watch her!''

''Hey, this isn't my fault!''

Bosley wiped his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. ''I know kid. I know. I'm sorry. It's not your fault. ''

''Mr Bosley... what is going on?''

''Look, I can't talk to you here. Not now. I talked with her doctor.''

''What did he say?''

''Miss Jacobs said that she suffered multiple burns but they have yet to determine the extent of damage to the body tissues.''

''What do you mean? They don't know?''

''Look, the damaged area is much and... it's complicated.''

''Oh god...''

''Look, as soon as she wakes you have to leave this place, understood?''

''Understood.''

''Now... I'll leave. I expect you to follow my instructions for your own good.''

He got up and paced away. Kelly bit into her lips and glanced at her own hands, full of scratches and small burns on the forearms. The memories of how she had managed to take the wood away of the two unconscious girls were dim.

''Mr Bosley?'' she called him back.

He turned around and lifted his eyebrows. ''Yes?''

''Thank you.''

''No kid. No. There's much you don't know yet.''

Kelly left and walked to the waiting room again. She bumped with a policewoman.

She stopped, smoothened her uniform and stared at her.

''Kelly? Kelly Garret?''

''Yes.'' asked Kelly with curiosity.

''Were you at the warehouse tonight?''

''Yeah...''

''I want to ask you something. When the fire was put out there was a body discovered. The neck was broken and so was the jaw. The victim died instantly. Someone murdered her. Do you know anything on that? She was just identified as Ann...'' she glanced shortly at the stock on paper on her hands. ''Ann Miller. So? Do you know anything about that?''

Darkness surrounded her. She felt herself being pressed against a cold wall. Suffocating. Her lungs longed for air but all she could get was more darkness. Darkness that filled her body like a drug. Like fear. Darkness was fear. Fear generated darkness, or was it darkness generating fear? She had no idea.

''You can see her now.''

Every inch of her body was being pressed and squeezed. Her chest hurt. Darkness invaded her. She breathed it in-

''You can see her now.''

''Uh?''

She opened her eyes and shook her head. A familiar person was standing in front of her.

''Miss Blaylock. You can see her now.'' nurse Morrison repeated.

''Oh, yeah, thanks...'' muttered Kelly and closed her eyes for a while.

''Hey, are you okay?'' asked the nurse, with a concerned look.

''Yeah, sorry... just stressed I guess.''

''Good. She's in room 134 in IC. Don't try to wake her. It'll be better if she stays

asleep.''

''What about Kris?''

''Who?''

''Munroe... gunshot wound... tonight?''

''Oh, the blond? She's stable but still, we need to get past the critical point.''

''Thank you...''

''Um... with miss Blaylock... be careful...''

''Excuse me?''

''Just don't wake, or move her. She's into heavy sedatives. But she's gonna be fine soon.''

''Okay.''

She rubbed her forehead and glanced around as nurse Morrison walked away. She was at the waiting room. She was surprised to find that she was alone. Probably Jill would be with Kris now. Or in another waiting room.

After talking with Bosley she came here, that she remembered. But when had she fallen asleep? She groaned and got up.

She wandered through the room numbers until she found what she wanted. Room 134. What would she face in there?

Well? What daya think? Is Sabrina gonna be okay? What about Kris? Yep, I'm merciless I know. Sorry.

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