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Panic with a Chance of Concern

Cause of Death: Puncture wound to the stomach

That was what Annabeth was greeted with when she entered work. The autopsy of Mr. Evans laid on her desk. Flipping the file open, everything fell into her lap. Not literally but figuratively, She now knew the details. All the gory details. With that in mind, a part of her started to wonder if this would make her a target of some kind.

Thinking back to the invitation she received from Lamar just yesterday. If Lamar could find her and already knew what she knew about Mr. Evans, so could the killer. If they were still even out there. In her state of panic, Annabeth considered not attending Lamar’s get together at Alice’s 24 hour dinner. What if Lamar was actually the killer and he was trying to throw everyone off by seeing how much they knew. And then he would also killed whoever knew the most. Annabeth’s level of panic increases significantly, considering the fact that she probably knew the most as someone with the autopsy right in front of her.

“Nurse Willis?”

Someone calling her name broke Annabeth from her state of panic and brought her back to reality.

It came again, “Nurse Willis?”

Annabeth snapped her head in the direction of the door only to find the head doctor at MADO, Doctor Erik Borden.

“Are you alright, Nurse Willis?” Doctor Borden asked, concerned.

“I’m fine,” She replied, “Not enough coffee.” She laughed and gestured to the empty mug sitting on her desk. Doctor Borden looked at her for a second, as if he didn’t quite believe her. Annabeth stared back at him for a second hoping he would believe her, she didn’t think she would be able to explain the truth.

“You next patient is here.” Doctor Borden said after seconds of silence. Annabeth internally sighed of relief.

“Thanks Doctor Borden,” She smiled at him. “I’ll be right there.” Closing the autopsy, she left her office grabbing her stethoscope as she brushed past Doctor Borden.

On the way home, it was decided that she would go to Lamar’s thing at the dinner. She wanted to know more, more than just the medial details. Deep down she still wanted to know if her suspension of Lamar was even in the ballpark. And with that Annabeth went to her apartment to remove her scrubs and minutes later she left for Alice’s.

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