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CHAPTER 3
Justice
BETWEEN FITS OF CONSCIOUSNESS, I saw and heard things. There was a doctor … well, there were many doctors, but there was one that made me feel safe. He smiled at me when I could actually see his face. He gave me the meds that made me sleep and feel better. The stuff that the nurses gave me didn’t compare. The beeping agitated me during the day but at night, after the doctor came in, nothing bothered me.
He brought in a nurse and told me that she would take diligent care of me. This happened after I mumbled on about being in pain during the day. Her name was Alice, and I swear she never went home.
When the doctor asked me questions, I didn’t always remember the answers that I’d provided. I hoped that I was telling him what I needed to, or at least that I was being truthful. The medication was so strong sometimes that I couldn’t tell if I was coming or going. His expression only conveyed that I’d said something wrong once. The shadow of something that I couldn’t place washed over his features for only a second before his face found his dashing smile again.
As the days carried on, I began to feel better. I still hadn’t left the bed, but I felt stronger. My skin no longer felt like it was on fire, and I didn’t feel alone. My head was still heavy as lead, but it didn’t hurt as badly to breathe. My eyes didn’t hurt when I opened them longer than a few blinks. And nurse Alice brought ice chips in for me. It was becoming my favorite part of the day. I did miss the doctor, though. As I got stronger, I saw less and less of him. Maybe that was why I was dreaming of him now.
The doctor talked to me. I learned that his name was Seuss. He promised that everything would be just fine, and I trusted him. He’d helped me to feel better, and that had to count for something. That didn’t change the fact that I still slept all the time in the deepest slumber.
“If you can hear me, please stay asleep, or at least keep your eyes closed.” The voice belonged to Alice, and she sounded panicked.
I didn’t move. I heard the door open to the room, and several pairs of footsteps entered. I slowed my breathing to appear as much asleep as possible. I fought the pull of the medication to focus on whatever was happening. What was going on?
“When she’s awake can you give us a call?” a man asked.
“I sure will.” That was definitely Alice. “How serious is this?”
“Ms. Everette was driving on the wrong side of the highway. She caused several accidents, and even some fatalities.”
“I thought that the deaths resulted from the semi-truck losing control.” I could hear Alice’s concern.
“Had she not been driving on the wrong side of the—”
“She was trying to get away from someone who was trying to cause her harm.” Alice’s protectiveness kicked in. I was grateful for it since I couldn’t speak for myself.
“He was nowhere to be found after the accident. Ms. Everett is facing several charges unless we find some eye witnesses, or Mr. Sims.”
Adrenaline made me want to shoot out of bed and convince him that he had everything all wrong. What about the drug the guy had slipped into my drink? Why weren’t they putting any charges on him? I was gripping my hands into fists so tightly that I knew my fingernails were drawing blood. I was the victim! Me!
“Ms. Everett is in a coma. She’s trying to heal. When she awakens, I’ll make sure to let one of your men know. They stand outside that door like she’s going to walk out of here at any moment!” The agitation was apparent in her voice.
There were cops outside my hospital room? I didn’t want to go to jail, and it didn’t really sound like this detective or cop wanted to hear my side of the story. The fact that I was already facing charges when I hadn’t opened my mouth infuriated me.
“We will do what is necessary. Justice has to be served one way or another.” His clipped tone was like nails on a chalk board, and I wanted to claw his throat out for the way that he spoke to Alice. The way he dismissed my case as if I was already guilty was the final straw. My anger festered into something beyond my control, and pain filled my entire body.
“Thank you, Lieutenant Davis.” Alice was speaking quickly with concern laced words. Silence stretched on and then I heard the door close.
The anger was so out of control that the pain only grew worse as my body seemed to be caving in on itself.
“Shit!” I felt a pin prick at my shoulder, but it seemed to only dull the pain.
“You need to get here now, Alec, and fast! I don’t care what they told you. Seuss said that you were on standby if I needed you, and I do!”
I felt another pin prick, and the racing thoughts seemed to slow.
“What did you think was so important …” The new voice echoed through the room. I remembered hearing it at the accident, but now he was speaking so slowly that he was beginning to sound demonic.
“We need to get her back to the house before it’s too late,” Alice said. Well, I think it was Alice. Her voice was distorted as well.
I had the sudden desire for a turkey sandwich before everything turned black, and I began to float through space. What was in those meds?
***
“Wake up, little vixen.” The voice nagged at me until I fought my way through the deep sleep into the brightly lit room.
