Sunday, April 15, 2012

Who's Inside - Part 4


She swallowed loud enough that I heard and her eyes dropped.  “You were the only survivor.”
“What? How many were there?”
“Six others, six dead.”
I dropped my cup and the water splashed on the floor and on Detective Jacobson’s shoes, you could hear the cup bounce twice on the floor before it rolled under the bed.  Detective Martin pushed the call button on the bed remote.
“What happened?” I gasped.
“We were hoping that you could help us figure that out.”
A nurse’s aide came into the door way, Detective Martin turned to her and motioned to the floor. “We had a little accident, could you get some towels and Mr. Evinger a new cup please?”
Detective Jacobson was now pacing back and forth the room at the foot of the bed.  I could see why they were together, he had that older grumpiness about him and she had that fresh politeness that complimented each other and would work great at playing bad cop good cop.  Detectives Martin and Jacobson waited until the aide finished cleaning up the mess and getting me a new cup of water before they continued.
“All were beaten extensively, with the signs of damage it couldn’t have been done by one person.  We could not find any tool marks that lead us to believe that the assailant used a weapon of any type. We have never seen a crime like this before and you’re our only survivor and you’re from out of town and can’t remember what you’re doing here?” Detective Jacobson just glared at me.
“Am I a suspect?”
Detective Martin smirked at me. “Of course not, Doctor Henderson has provided evidence that there is no way a human being could self inflict the injuries you sustained.”
Doctor Henderson walked into the room. 
“That’s enough for now, Mr. Evinger needs to get some rest.”
“We will be back tomorrow if you remember anything before then, call us, anytime.” Detective Martin laid a business card on the bedside table.  She looked at Detective Jacobson and they both turned and left, followed by Doctor Henderson.

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