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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

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Chapter 331 Lunch Surprise

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Tara was sitting at a small lunch table in a corner of the cafeteria eating a late lunch. She couldn't shake the feeling of foreboding she felt. She knew there was something bad going on at the hospital. Too many babies that Dr. Namid was operating on were dying.

The infants each faced a tough life filled with surgeries and physical struggles. It wasn't a surgeon's place to decide who lives and who dies, but Tara was afraid that was exactly what was happening.

She didn't understand how no one else noticed what was going on, but surgeons were treated like gods in hospitals. A surgeon could show up three hours late, in dirty scrubs and under the influence of coke. No one would say a word about it to the surgeon. The code of silence in the medical community was even stronger than the one in law enforcement.

St. Thomas was a small community hospital who depended on its neo-natal unit for its financial survival. No one was going to challenge Dr. Namid. If someone got the courage to say something, that person would be the one that everyone would turn on.

If she discovered that Dr. Namid was either deliberately killing babies or just botching surgery due to incompetence, what was she going to do about it? Did she really want to fight not just the hospital staff, but potentially the residents? If the neo-natal unit got shut down as a result of scandal, could the town lose its hospital? What about her job? Unless she was prepared to do something about Dr. Namid, should she give up all her digging?

She was so deep in thought, she didn't realize Kohn was in the cafeteria until he put his tray down at her table and took a seat.

"Good afternoon," he said cheerfully.

Tara jumped, startled by his sudden appearance.

"What are you doing here?"

"I like the food," he said with a smile.

He had the specialty of the day meatloaf, mashed potatoes and green beans cooked so long they were almost a paste.

"How's that investigation on the Sons going?" Tara asked.

He leaned forward, a smirk on his face.

"Teller's going to be doing hard time. When I'm finished with him and his motorcycle gang, they will be locked up for the rest of their lives."

"Gee, Josh, you are just so powerful. It must be so amazing to be an ATF agent. I mean, you're so important that the ATF flies you out to Charming to head this investigation. You're practically a superhero."

She smiled at him, a look of hero worship on her face.

He puffed out his chest, pleased by her compliments.

"I am damned good at my job," he said modestly.

"I asked around a little about you. Turns out, you really aren't out here on legitimate ATF business. You are running some type of rogue operation. The whole Sons thing is just a personal vendetta because you are obsessed with Jax Teller. Face it Joshy, you will never measure up to him. Give it up and go back to Chicago."

Kohn's lips twisted and his face flushed with anger.

"You don't know a damned thing, Dr. Knowles. I am going to arrest Jax Teller and his criminal organization. Who knows? Maybe you'll go down with him."

Tara felt some fear. Was it possible that he was on a legitimate mission for the ATF? In large organizations sometimes they didn't always coordinate well. Could this investigation be real?

She hadn't heard back from Hale about his ATF contact. She was bluffing Kohn because she knew from experience the worst thing was for him to see her fear. She knew he loved the rush he got if he saw fear on her face.

"I haven't done anything. Guess you better find some evidence to plant."

"Where's Teller now?"

Tara shrugged.

"I don't know. I've told you enough times that I'm not with him. My words should have gotten through to you by now. Just go away Josh. You're making a fool of yourself."

"Look in the mirror Tara. Practice posing for your mug shots. If I dig around enough into you, I know I'll find something."

"I'd rather go to prison than spend another a night with you with or without Viagra."

"You fucking bitch. You're going to be sorry."

Kohn stood up, picked up his lunch tray and slammed it down on the table. Tara got splattered with mashed potatoes and gravy.