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I wouldn’t find myself with a serial killer taking me and hurting me.
The drive to work was uneventful, mostly.
The dog, Boss, panted right against the grate above my head, and I had to resist the urge to ask Garrett to pop open the little hole that led from the front to the back.
“What happens if you need him during a call?” I asked.
He tapped a red button on his chest.
“As long as I’m within cell range of my car, I can press this button, and his door opens,” he explained. “It’s very effective, and I haven’t had to deal with any issues yet.”
“Why shouldn’t I pet him?” I asked.
Or maybe whined.
The jury was still out.
He snorted before saying, “Boss doesn’t like new people. I’m sorry. It’s going to take him some time to get to know you. When that happens, then I won’t have a problem with you petting him as long as he’s not working.”
“Bummer,” I said as he parked in the police allocated spots right in the front of the building. “Damn, I wish we had close parking spots like this.”
“I saw a sign for a nurse anesthetist spot back there when we pulled in. That’s what you’re going for, right?” he asked.
I beamed at him. “That spot was why I chose to go this route.”
He threw his head back and laughed.
I winked at him as he rounded the car, let the dog out, then let me out.
Together we walked into the building, and both of us stopped upon seeing the officers there.
“What’s going on?” I whispered to my coworker, surprised to see the sea of black uniforms absolutely everywhere.
I mean, when we had issues with gangs and stuff at the ER, we got a response of police officers, but we certainly didn’t get this response.
Now that I was looking at it, I did see quite a few men who looked like FBI in the mix as well.
“The girl who got hurt by that serial killer is in the ER. They moved her to one of the psych rooms because it offers the most privacy,” my coworker murmured.
I nodded and went to the breakroom, Garrett hot on my heels.
When I had my stuff in my locker, I gestured at Garrett. “I think I might be okay for now.”
I mean, there were about fifty law enforcement officers outside.
“You’d be surprised,” he said. “Most drownings happen in pools full of people.”
With that comment, he left me to talk to a few of my coworkers, one of which was Dr. Brewn.
Dr. Brewn nodded at Garrett, then held out his hand for him to shake. Garrett did so, gave me a look that said ‘be careful’ then disappeared to talk to more people.
I waited for him to disappear before turning to Dr. Brewn, who was limping toward me looking a bit rough.
“Dr. Brewn.” I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. Shit, I was tired. “What did you do to yourself?”
He groaned as he took a seat beside me, wiggling the mouse in front of him to wake up the computer.
“Did it hiking,” he admitted.
