AN: This chapter is the section of the drama scenes. Next chapter will cover how the drama scenes were "filmed". Enjoy the production of Truth is Indefinite. Lots of hope from my side.
Episode 1: Scene 1:
Each snowflake fluttered softly down from the dark, ashen clouds and only the coldness lingered in the frosty night. The vast amount of land was covered with the thin blanket of snow and ice while thin blades of dead grass peaked its head into the cold air. Only the small, cozy house emitted bits of light from the windows and smoke puffed steadily out of the chimney. The old door creaked open and its sound disturbed the peaceful, serene late evening.
"Must you leave tonight? It's so late and the roads are dangerous honey," said a grandmother who stepped out into the darkness with a thick parka protecting her from the biting winds.
Her husband, an old yet a healthy man, also stepped out of the house while carrying a small toddler, who was comfortably sleeping in the safety of his grandfather's embrace didn't stir. The man softly chided his sad wife so that his only grandchild wouldn't awaken, "Sweetheart, James has work tomorrow morning. They need to go back home. It was more than enough to have him and his family to drive all the way out here to see us."
A young woman came and gently kissed her mother's cold, wrinkled cheek and said, "Sorry mum, but we really need to get going. James already missed a few days from work to come celebrate here."
Her aged mother sighed and said, "Rebecca, Christmas is a family holiday and even if James is a highly respected and renowned diagnostician, he needs to celebrate a holiday with his family. No matter how busy he is."
James smiled meekly to his mother-in-law while carrying out their luggage bags and the bag of presents for his four year old son, Riley. He replied, "Yeah you're right, I really need to make more time for my family."
He carried their belongings to the car trunk as his wife unlocked the car. Rebecca defended her husband and calmly argued, "Mum, please. James is trying really hard to make time for our family. Technically, we weren't going to be able to make it here, but James bribed his colleagues to cover his shift. He's the Head of Department so he has his team to manage while figuring out the underlying disease of each patient. He has a demanding job."
Rebecca went and gently took her young son away from her father and into her warm embrace. She tucked Riley in the back seat and strapped him into the toddler seat. Then she tucked the boy in a blue fleece blanket which was designed with cute lamb patterns. Meanwhile, the two men embraced each other and James's father-in-law whispered, "Thanks for dropping by for Christmas... we've been missing you guys."
James nodded his head in agreement and said, "I'm sure Rebecca misses you too. She's a strong woman... a great wife. She never complains about my work. We will try to visit more often, Dad."
He smiled and said, "Please do."
They smiled together as they watched their women hug each other tightly and Rebecca's mother secured the knitted scarf around her daughter's neck. She said, "Take good care of your body."
He and his family climbed into the heated car and James turned on all of the headlights before reversing their family car out of the long, icy lane away from the house which grew smaller each few minutes. They watched their parent continously waving their hands good-bye despite of the freezing temperature.
As they began to drive away, James planted an affectionate kiss on his wife's cheek as he knew that his wife wanted to stay longer with her parents since they only managed to see them twice a year, Christmas and Thanksgiving. Three times a year, if his schedule allowed them. He suggested, "Let's visit them on Easter weekend this year."
With a quick glance, he could see her lips perk up to form a smile. Then he grinned as he remembered their family Christmas dinner and he commented, "You dropped quite the bomb during dinner today... Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
Rebecca softly rubbed her stomach and whispered, "You seemed really busy and stressed these days so I wanted to tell you during Christmas."
James smiled as he stared out at the empty, black streets. He replied, "It's the best Christmas present ever."
He checked on his baby boy with the rear window and he chuckled, "Can't believe that the little man is going to be an older brother soon..."
He steered the wheels with his one of his hands and gently caressed his wife's extanded hand. She happily agreed, "Yeah, we are going to have a bigger family."
As the long drive back home continued, James noticed his wife slowly succumb to heavy sleep. Her head hung loosely as she dozed off into the realm of dreams like their son. He checked if there were any cars following theirs and slowly parked the car. He grimaced when he felt the car slide slightly further than he expected. He cautiously stepped out of the vehicle and opened to the trunk to retrieve another blanket. Before he returned back into the car, he stretched his tired limbs and jolted himself awake. He silently observed the cattle sleep together in a tightly knit group and appreciated the peaceful beauty of the rural area. He broke into a grin as he remembered how excited Riley was to see each animal in the afternoon.
James was surprised to find his son awake and staring at him. He smiled sweetly back to his confused son and started to draw a small bunny on their frosty window. Riley giggled to the silly drawing and traced after his father's finger. Then he drew him a small fairy flying over the bunny while Santa stood next to the rabbit. His innocent child merrily clapped his tiny hands and kicked his short legs against the seat. He snorted as his son's excitement kicked off his favourite blanket.
He had no choice, but to open the door as his son pursed his lips in displeasure. James helped pick up the blanket and retucked his son with it. The cute brown haired boy pointed at the rough drawing on the window and proudly pointed out each character. "That one is Tooth Fairy. That one's Santa... and that's Easter Bunny!"
James smiled at his son and replied, "That's right little man. You're such a smart boy. Do you want to go play with them?"
Riley excitedly said, "Yeah!"
He squatted in the cold and stared into the boy's pure blue eyes and said, "Well you need to go back to sleep. Then you can play with all of them in your dreams with Sandman too."
Riley innocently replied, "Okay, Daddy... Daddy, am I going to be a big brother?"
James ruffled his brown hair and answered, "Yes, Riley. You'll be a big brother and you willl be the best big brother. I believe in you, little man."
Riley smiled proudly back at his father and James shut the back door after pecking a kiss on the boy's forehead. Then he climbed into the toasty warmth of the car where the cold couldn't nip on his face. Then he wrapped the bigger red blanket over his wife's sleeping body and it didn't take long before Riley fell back asleep.
He rubbed his eyes tiredly and began to drive up the rocky, dangerous road of the dark, lonesome mountains. It was a winding road where it twisted sharply and snaked around the face of the rough mountain. He sighed in relief as he finally saw that he was on the path which would take him down the mountain.
He steered the wheels carefully and slowly as he descended the twisting route. He noticed a humongous truck ascending up the mountain while their car moved further down. James attempted to keep his eyes open against the blinding headlights of the truck. For safety, he honked the horns, demanding the other driver to turn off the high beams, yet the light continued to blind him... and in the next few seconds, everything wound downwards like the mountain path.
Rebecca's eyes opened in alarm as James honked furiously until the last second... James heard the startled cries of his son at the back of the car... he felt the tires slip beneath them... then he felt the wheel spin out of his hands... he felt the car rock violently as the truck collided against their smaller car... he felt the world spin out of control... the air bags lurching out and its force crush his chest forcefully... his head crashing against the roof of the car ... tasting the fresh blood from his red lips ... sharp pain of the shattered window glass piercing his torn body ... BOOM!
His vision blurred and he wondered how long the crash was. Breathing became difficult and his lungs... no, his entire body desparately begged for air. He could feel burning heat engulf him, yet he was trapped by the seat belt. James could only tilt his head so much, only to see Rebecca unconscious with red blood drip down her pale face and the red blanket darkened as it soaked in her blood. In sinking dread, he fumbled the seat belt away in great pain as his broken arms refused to work properly. Fear was throttling him with its burning chaos.
He could smell the burning gasoline and the suffocating grey smoke drowned him. The metallic door had been ripped away by sheer force and the fire began to lick the red blanket and slowly licked at her wounds. James heaved and through the excruciating agony, he freed himself and shoved his wife out of the car. He cried as he rolled and crashed onto the red, icy road. All of his bones cried and crunched, yet he desparately ripped the flaming blanket away from Rebecca.
Through the blinding pain, his mind refused to give up and continued to keep him awake. To his frustration, the flame had began to gnaw on his wife's twisted arm. He continued to gasp small mouthful of air and he crawled over his wife and shielded her from the red snares of the fire while eradicating the fire beneath his now burnt stomach. He screamed into the open night. Broken, in pain, and alone on the fiery ground, he watched in indescribable horror, the small vehicle burst small puffs of fire and trapped inside, an unconscious yet burning Riley remained strapped in his safety toddler chair. He had to wake up.
James fruitlessly wheezed, "Riley... Riley... Riley.."
The heat was becoming unbearable and the smoky air continued to snub out his remaining consciousness as well. James clawed and kicked himself inch by inch closer to the burning object as he hands began to bleed. As he approached closer to the car, fire began to taste his raw, beaten body.
No. He could never and would never leave his baby boy in a burning metallic car. His weakened body trembled as the flames slowly devoured him. James aimlessly tore his burning son's body away from the disaster and as a father, he kept him protected under his body as he snuffed out the fire with his body once more. Shockingly, in the burning chaos, he could a blaring voice out of the radio croaking, "We have been informed that your car has been through an accident. Emergency has been dispatched! Is anyone there?!"
Hearing the only faint hope, Jack used all of his remaining energy to shout, "HELP! Mayo Clinic!"
He could hear the voice mumble, everything was blackening... everything was disappearing in the thick smoke... Rebecca and Riley...
Scene 2: Truth is Painful and Ugly
"Some people think that the truth can be hidden with a little cover-up and decoration. But as time goes by, what is true is revealed, and what is fake fades away." -Ismail Haniyeh
The Emergency Room was chaotic as always: doctors and nurses rushing back and forth while demanding for certain drugs for their dying patients, loud screams and unbearable groans from the suffering patients who kept bleeding, choking, or seizing, while the scent of blood, rubbing alcohol, and death lingered in the air. It was even worse because it was the holiday season where dumb people did more stupid things than their normal days.
The doctors and nurses who were trained and used to the amount of stress in the Emergency Room, were even more on edge during this particular late morning.
Hence, Dr. Lisa Hopkins- the Chief Hospital Administrator, remained pacing back and forth by the door. It was even more unusual with Dr. Henry D. Epps, the Head of Orthopaedics, was standing next to Dr. Hopkins with a huge frown smeared on his face. Finally, Dr. Daniel Lovelace , a renowned neurologist and psychologist, dashed into the Emergency Room and found the other two specialists worriedly waiting for the next ambulance.
Dr. Lovelace urgently demanded, "Is it true?"
Dr. Hopkins nodded her head and said, "Yeah, I got a phone call just a few minutes ago."
Dr. Epps remained stunned and said, "It can't be James and his family..."
The Chief Hospital Administrator braced herself and slowly said, "It is James and his family... James and Rebecca are fighting for their lives and they are coming in the next five minutes."
Daniel Lovelace frowned and said, "What about Riley?!"
She wiped the fresh tears away from her red, blotchy eyes with her hands and choked, "He was found dead at the scene... the emergency rescuers couldn't get on the scene on time because of the fire. Riley suffered too much for his tiny body to handle."
Daniel scratched his head and replied, "It's no surprise... the mountain fire has been flashing on the news. James's car was crashed with a gasoline tanker... It was a fairly big explosion. They say the ordeal was 'fortunate' because of all the snow and ice up the mountain... the damage was minimized."
"Ballocks!" Henry Epps angrily pounded his fists into the metallic doors and hung his head. He gritted his teeth and hoarsely asked about his godson, "How did they find him?"
Dr. Lisa Hopkins answered, "We don't know yet... but James apparently demanded to be sent here before he passed out..."
The air was thick and tense which made everyone hard to breathe... as it was commonly described as the silence before the storm.
The three stopped fidgeting and waited patiently... waited for the unwanted blaring sounds of the ambulances. They silently watched other doctors and nurses get ready for the arrival as they also prepared themselves mentally, emotionally, and medically.
Then they could hear it, the loud alarms raging outside, demanding everyone to stay out of its path. Dr. Lisa Hopkins quickly opened the heavy metallic doors and watched the two ambulances rear themselves as close as possible. Doctor Lovelace and Doctor Epps brought out the stretchers while the emergency medical responders opened their doors to reveal the raw, scorched horror.
For a second, it felt as if everything froze and turned mute as all the doctors and nurses absorbed the wretched sight of their dying colleague and friend. They could recognize Doctor Miles's handsome face, but it was much paler than usual and his usual well-groomed brown hair was sleek with blood, grease, sweat, and ashes. His burnt purple shirt stuck and molded against his lean, burnt upper body... and his broken body...
Dr. Daniel Lovelace's soft voice trembled and whispered, "Oh my God."
They wore their clean, white, rubber gloves and Doctor Lisa Hopkins took a deep breath and steeled her shaking hands as the emergency medical responders said, "One of his humerus and scapula were broken the moment the truck crashed into his car. We also think that one of his clavicle has a fracture due to the impact. He has five of his ribs broken and his sterum has been damaged further when we gave him CPR."
Nearly all of his body was already swollen, yet the areas where his bones had broken and fractured, the soft tissues were much more inflamed. However, the burn marks were much more noticeable than the inflammations. He bore major third degree burns as patches of white and black leathery skins marred his chest, upper abdomen, and the lower back. Meanwhile his lower abdomen, the upper back, and the upper right shoulder suffered from a second degree burn. They marked the red, scolding blisters, and the areas were a mixture of pink and red burnt flesh and it oozed with bodily fluids.
Doctor Epps quickly noted all of the apparent signs and shouted, "Take him into the ER, otherwise he's going to go into shock!"
The trained doctors and nurses immediately wheeled James's body in the sterilized emergency room. The man ran into the room after his friend and ordered the other medical personnel, "We need to work on his burns now, before they get infected. Start the IV!"
One of the nurses brought out the IV and checked both of his arms. She searched for the vein and wiped the forearms clean before inserting the end of the IV under James's skin. Another doctor began to carefully remove the remaining pieces of his shirt which clung on James's bare body. As the doctor in charge, Doctor Henry Epps gingerly touched the leathery skin and knew that the all of the dead skins had to be removed while making sure that no infection would disturb James's vulnerable body.
He rushed out of the ER while the nurses and the doctors did their best to keep their immediate patient alive. Henry faced Lisa and argued, "We need to give James the maggot treatment for his burn wounds. We need to get rid of the dead skins before I can do anything. Meanwhile fluid is getting restored back into his body."
The Dean of Medicine nodded her head and said, "That makes sense. Maggots eat dead skins and any possible infections. Get that done immediately... and Rebecca also needs one. She's in the other room. Daniel is in charge of her care right now. However, she has more second degree burns than third degrees. I think James possibly protected his family members."
He agreed, "That and the explosion was closer to him when it happened."
Daniel came out of a different ER room and said, "We had to sedate Rebecca for the whole treatment... she's going to be under medical induced coma for the pain and to protect her brain from further swelling. There's no way she can endure it... and we may have to remove the dead fetus..."
Lisa sealed her eyes close and murmured, "Her baby died."
Daneil gravely commented, "It must have when the air bag collided to her abdomen. After her burn treatments are done, we are going to need to check the fetus's size to determine if she will need the surgery or not."
Once again the toxic silence lingered in the air for a few seconds as they accepted the truth of two children dying in the early wake of the day. It was a painful truth. The body count had risen to three: Riley Overland, the truck driver- Mr. Siller, and James and Rebecca's unborn child.
Daniel sniffled and asked, "Does James also need a medical induced coma?"
One of the doctors from James's emergency room came out and unintentionally answered their question, "Doctor Epps, we think Doctor Miles fell into a coma because of the trauma to the head. We're trying to lessen the swelling in the brain. There may be damage done to the reticular activating system in the brain... Doctor Lovelace, we need you to check it."
Lisa's jaw gaped open to hear further damage done onto her friend. However, Henry and Daniel had to return back into the emergency room to debate what needed to be done first. Then more alarms rang outside and two officers, two women, stepped into emergency room.
As the Chief Hospital Administrator, she went to talk to the officers, "Hello, I'm Doctor Lisa Hopkins, the Chief Hospital Administrators. Do you need something?"
The blond officer replied, "I'm Detective Melissa A. Hudson and this is Detective Jane Gareau. This car crash has been ordered to be investigated due to the two immediate deaths in the crash. We need to find out why did crash occurred. We must know with certainty if the cause was a natural cause."
Lisa quickly intervened, "Three. Three people died."
Detective Jane Gareau frowned and asked, "Did either Mister or Missus Miles pass away?"
The hospital administrator did not falter and numbly said, "No, their second child has passed away."
Detective Melissa Hudson said, "We're very sorry to hear that...but we need to have the driver's cause of death checked and perhaps get testimony from the survivors."
Lisa Hopkins was aware that the two young women were doing their jobs as much as she was, but hearing her close friends' misfortune be so easily ignored... having them just seen as a source of information made her numbness go away and anger and deep sadness kicked her in the guts. Then she coldly spat out the ugly, painful truth, "I'm sorry, but they are in a coma."
Then shock and confusion spread across on the detectives' faces at the fact.
Scene 3: Truth is Obscured
"In matters of truth and justice, there is no difference between large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment of people are all the same." -Albert Einstein
Everyone sat in absolute silence for nobody could formulate their thoughts, concerns, or emotions into proper words. The only sound were the soft ticks from the clock which hung over Doctor Lisa Hopkins's appointed seat. She simply sat in her large black seat with her eyes shut while her friends Doctor Henry Epps and Doctor Daniel Lovelace sat on the old, shabby grey couch which was placed against the ocean blue coloured walls. According to psychological studies, the colour blue was supposed to promote the sense of tranquility and relieve mental and physical stress.
Evidently, it was failing miserably as Daniel kept sighing and rubbing his head while Henry kept his arms crossed with a deep scowl smeared across his exhausted face. Meanwhile the two female detectives sat in front of her brown office table which was littered with administrative papers and forums that needed to be signed within the next five days.
Lisa finally opened her eyes and stared at the detectives who looked equally tired by the long day. She put on her professional smile and said, "So...um... Detective..."
The blond officer said, "Head Detective Melissa Hudson."
The other detective quickly added, "Jane...uh. Detective Jane Gareau."
All the doctors in the room, except Doctor Hopkins, sullenly stared at the detectives. Doctor Henry Epps irritably demanded, "Why are you here? It was a car accident."
Detective Hudson understood the man's reasonable irritation and explained, "Yes, it was an accident as far as we know of now and we are currently assuming that the cause was due to the weather and the road condition. However, we need to make sure what caused the accident. The only survivors of this unfortunate event are Mr. Miles and Mrs. Miles. We require their statement about the accident. We are also checking the truck driver's body to check the cause of death... and we will also need to do the same for Riley Overland."
Lisa and Henry shut their eyes at the mention of the boy's death. Angrily, Henry abruptly stood up and huffed as he said, "You make it sound so easily and simple. We knew their family. They were our friends... no, they are our family! And you people want to write it off as a big, tragic accident... and now you want to violate a four year old boy!"
Detective Jane Gareau intervened and gently said, "Sir, we know how you feel-"
Henry barked, "No, you don't! You don't know how it feels. We lost our godson and we might be losing our closest friends right now. So don't tell me that you know how it feels because we can't even go help them right now. We can't treat James or Rebecca because we can be biased or be haste with our judgements because they are our friends. You honestly don't know what that feels like."
Daniel placed his large hand over Henry's trembling shoulders and Henry collapsed back onto the leather couch and covered his teary eyes. He confessed, "I checked Riley's body earlier. He ribcage was crushed by the impact and that caused his organs to be also crushed. He had internal bleeding. It would have only been a minute or two before he would have died. It was unpreventable... please write that down in your reports, but don't touch the boy's body. Please."
Detective Melissa and Detective Jane casted their eyes away from the two grieving men. Lisa added, "You are free to stay and wait, but they are both under coma. James's trauma to the head forced him to go into coma while Rebecca mainly suffered from second degree burns."
It seemed as if the Head Detective could slightly comprehend the medical situation, however Detective Jane seemed to have difficulty understanding what Doctor Hopkins had said. Therefore, Lisa slowly explained, "James's burns were third degree so most of his nerve systems has been damaged so he doesn't feel the pain, but the head trauma caused pressure to his brain. This is what caused his coma. Meanwhile second degree burns doesn't damage the nerve endings so she would feel every pain in her body: the burns, the broken bones, everything. The pain would have been unbearable so we had to put her into a medical coma. We can't wake her up until the pain would be tolerable. Anyhow they have both been put into surgery... so it's not possible for you to talk to them."
Then a surgeon rushed to Lisa's office and knocked on the door. The Head Administrator loudly commanded, "Come in!"
It was a young blond doctor and he quickly reported, "Doctor Hopkins and Doctor Epps, we may need you right now."
The doctors didn't question the surgeon as they urgently left the Head Hospital Administrator's office. Surprised, the detectives tailed after the four doctors out of the room. They passed several different doctors and nurses who were taking care of their own patients. They climbed a flight of stairs and entered the operating theater, where they had a clear view of the ongoing surgeries.
The detectives observed James Miles and Rebecca Miles who were in two separate operating rooms. James's body was getting washed and scrubbed carefully by the doctors and nurses. Then they brought out bowls full of worm-like creatures.
Disgusted, Jane asked, "What are those?"
Doctor Epps curtly replied, "Maggots."
Jane pointed with her index finger and slowly said, "And they are going to put maggots on his body..."
The Head Detective watched the doctors layer maggots over his burn wounds. She'd seen them countless times in murder scenes, but she didn't expect to see them in a hospital room. Then she realized what the maggots were for as she whispered, "They are for eating away the dead flesh..."
Doctor Epps seemed a bit impressed to see the young detective understand the procedure as he raised his brow and said, "Yes, they are. They only eat dead skin and they can also disinfect the open wounds. The sterilized maggots are commonly used for burn patients."
Then he talked to the young surgeon and said, "Tell the doctor in charge to put him into the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, it should help the process for disinfection and it will help his body to heal faster."
The surgeon eagerly nodded his head, then he said, "Doctor Miles's treatment is going well, but as for his wife, we aren't too certain about his wife."
Lisa whipped her head around and demanded, "What do you mean?"
The surgeon cautiously said, "It's about her fetus."
Lisa argued, "Baby."
The surgeon looked meek and continued, "We are quite certain that the baby died... It would be best to have it removed as soon as possible...but with her condition, we don't know what do to."
Doctor Lovelace sighed and asked, "Can you guys guess how old the baby was?"
Lisa shook her head in sadness and choked, "Rebecca told me last week that she was 12 weeks pregnant.. so she should be 13 weeks pregnant."
Everyone watched Lisa beginning to break down as she bit back a sob and she started to breathe in and out loudly in order not to cry in front of everyone. She felt horrible as she whimpered, "I'm sorry."
Daniel and Henry equally felt the misery continuing to loom over them like a thunderous cloud as they all tried to keep their emotions controlled. They firm hugged their friend until she finally began to calm down. Then they released her while she wiped her tears away. Lisa asked, "Henry, what do you think?"
He replied, "It's too dangerous right now. James and Rebecca are far too vulnerable right, they can easily get infected so it's best to have them recover first. Studies show that it doesn't directly harm the mother when the baby dies in the womb. It should be safe to let Rebecca rest for a week. Then the baby can be removed by giving Rebecca oxytocin which will cause contraction..."
Lisa nodded in agreement and said, "Please tell that to the head surgeon."
The surgeon left the group and went downstairs. Meanwhile Melissa watched the surgeons prepare the bandages and monitor their heart rate. The doctors said that Mr. Miles wouldn't feel any pain, but what would happen after he woke up?
He would learn of the loss of his son and his future child. Then he would see the state of his wife. It sounded like a nightmare, yet it was reality. How would she talk to a broken man? She understood why his friends were protective, but she needed the truth as a detective. He and his wife were the only ones to know of the event, yet they were both containing the truth in their minds. Truth was obscured and it was her duty to patiently wait for them to wake up.
It may have been insensitive of her, no. It was insensitive of her, but she had to ask. It was her duty. "How long will it take for Mr. Miles and Mrs. Miles to wake up?"
The doctors looked justifiably upset by her question, but they seemed to understand her stance too. Doctor Lovelace and Doctor Epps represented their fields in this hospital and Doctor Epps stated, "James is going to definite require skin grafting- a surgery where we use healthy skin from other parts of his body to help heal the body, and his broken bones needs to get healed as well. His third degree burns will take several weeks to heal because his muscles were affected as well..."
Doctor Lovelace scratched his head and said, "Even after he wakes up, we will need to check his mental state and he may need therapeutic help. We can only hope that he will wake up at the earliest of a week, and at the worst case, four weeks."
Doctor Hopkins also added, "The same will go for Rebecca, but she will need the additional procedure to recover the dead baby out of her uterus."
Detective Jane Gareau concluded, "So they will need much to time to recover, but we technically don't know when they will wake up..."
Tia firmly answered, "Yes."
Detective Gareau eyed her boss and asked, "Should we possibly have one agent to stay here everyday just in case one of them wakes up?"
The Head Detective continued to observe James Miles and Rebecca Miles... they were their sole survivors and they needed the truth. A few weeks didn't sound to difficult since her office had five detectives, including herself. There was Detective Jane Gareau, Detective Simon Fanner, Detective Nigel Carmons, and then there she was to lead them to conquest each case her team recieved. They could possibly rotate each week, but if any of the agents had a problem with her choice, she could fill in their position. She could easily work via the phone.
Detective Melissa A. Hudson said, "Yes. I will start this week. Please go back to the office and tell the others."
Her subordinate replied, "Of course."
Thus, Detective Jane left the group and only Melissa, Lisa, Henry, and Daniel watched over James and Rebecca's surgeries. Melissa silently mused, why was finding truth so difficult?
I sincerely hope, you enjoyed the first bits of the drama. Don't forget to review! Please tell me if you like the story so far because it will get a little bit darker in the future. Cheers everyone.
-Itachi Black