Visitors

A male’s voice that I didn’t recognize. At first I thought it was just a male nurse who came to check my vitals, but that changed when a man about five foot nine came in through the door. He was dressed in a pair of casual pants, loafers and a nylon jacket.

I just look at him, then “I’m sorry do I know you?”

“Oh, I’m Johnathan Morgan and I have to know if you’re alright and how you plan to reimburse me for damaging my car like you did!”

“Damage I did to your car?” Then, “You’re the one who drove me off the road into the ditch, not the other way around!”

He stopped and looked at me as if I was going to make trouble for him. “Please I don’t know what you remember but I can assure you that I didn’t do anything to cause you to veer off the road and go into the ditch after crossing Millars Point!”

Then another voice shattered the air, “Oh and pray tell how can someone who was basically drunk claim anything since their blood **** level was above the legal limit John?”

A female in a white coat with a clipboard in one hand, stethoscope around her neck and a pissed off expression on her face was inside the door, standing in front of a pair of state police officers. “Damn it John I have a good mind to turn you over to Dewitt and Clarke and let them haul your ass out of here, so my patient can recover!”

The pair of police officers came around the female, taking a position on either side of her, their hands drifting down to their belt. Mr. Morgan just stood there, mouth gaping open, eyes trying to look anywhere but at the police officers or the female.

Then she turned her attention to me. “I’m Doctor Sara Mulligan and you’re in my private clinic and unlike what Mr. Morgan is suggesting, you are in no danger of being made to do anything against your will as long as I’m the person in charge!”

I felt a bit of relief at that. Then as I looked around to the others, I have to say that inside I started shivering at the looks I was getting from the pair of police officers. Mr. Morgan went to say something only to slam his mouth close and to a wide way around the three of them at the door and left before something happened to him.

Once the door was closed Dr. Mulligan asked me if I felt up to answering the questions the officers had. I wasn’t sure based on the vibes I was getting off the one she named as Dewitt, but i laid there and just nodded to her and them.

Dr. Mulligan turned and left me alone with the pair of them. Dewitt came over and handed me a card with his name on it, a copy of the Miranda Rights on the other side. “So as I understand it you are Dorothy Meyers of no fixed address! Is my information correct?”

I weakly answer him, “Yes”

“And according to reports from others you have been detained by certain people and made to accommodate their wants, Is that correct?”

I hesitated then answered, “If you mean I been fucked by men before I wound up here then the answer is yes!”

Now Clarke moved to the door and did something to it before turning back around. “No one can come in here Jim, so we’re clear to really investigate her story!”

Dewitt smiled at Clarke, then at me, “Well in that case I think we should see these supposed bruises so we can write that we had seen them in person for the report!”

The pair of them started towards me and inside I was shivering at what I thought was going to happen to me!