“I really don’t know,” Megan muttered.
“Any news about Dad’s body yet?” Chloe stuttered a bit. It felt surreal to even ask. How could his life just end like that, drowning in a lake? She had read all his case files and was amazed that he had survived all of those dangers. And he died because of an accident?
“Did you call Maggie and Sam?” Chloe asked.
“Lisa called them for me,” Megan answered. “They will be here tomorrow.”
“What about Father Michaels?” Chloe said, blowing her nose.
“He’s coming over later to discuss the memorial service,” Megan replied.
“I still can’t believe he’s gone,” Chloe sniffed. “I…I finally just got to…” Chloe broke down sobbing. Megan put her arms around Chloe and held onto her.
Doctor Granger and his team were waiting for the ambulance to arrive. They had everything ready to treat the patient’s hypothermia. Now it was just a waiting game. They did not have to wait too long.
The ambulance pulled into the drive-thru portico of Bayport Memorial Hospital. The crew unloaded the patient and rolled him into the emergency department. Doctor Granger and his team took over moving the gurney into room two.
Leslie and Hannah arrived a few minutes later at the hospital. Leslie wore a heavy winter coat over a pair of jeans ripped at the knees and a cardigan sweater. Hannah was also dressed with her favorite down coat, jeans and pink turtle neck. Both had on matching brown winter boots. Leslie parked her car in the employee parking lot and after getting out, they both headed for the emergency department. When they got inside, Leslie with Hannah in tow, walked up to the check-in desk.
“Hi Janice,” Leslie said to the nurse on duty.
“Hi Les,” Janice answered. “I thought you had off?”
“Yeah I did,” Leslie answered. “But the man they just admitted was from my place.”
“The cute one,” Janice replied.
“Yeah him.” Leslie searched the admitting charts.
“He is in ER Room Two,” Janice informed her.
“When can I see him?” Leslie bit her lip.” “I…I mean to make sure he’s okay.”
“As soon as they put him in a regular room,” Janice said. She noticed the nervousness in Leslie’s behavior. “I’ll let you know as soon as he gets in a room.”
“We’ll be back.” Leslie led Hannah that away.
One of the nurses’s hooked the man up to the monitor for his vitals. Another started an IV as Doctor Granger removed the thermal blanket and checked the man over. Fortunately there were no external signs of frost bite. Another nurse checked the man’s clothing for identification. She didn’t find any. Doctor Granger placed a call to the Bayport Police department to inform them that they had an unidentified male and to send over a detective to talk to the man. Thirty minutes later they had the man stabilized and moved him into a regular room.
Detective Salerno was the investigator on call that afternoon at the station. She took the call about the unidentified male patient. Lindsey gathered her briefcase with the papers she needed to interview the man, along with a camera.
Leslie and Hannah were just finishing up eating some lunch, when they heard the page. She rushed over to the cafeteria phone and called the emergency room desk. Leslie listened and quickly thanked Janice for giving her the room number. Hannah smirked as she watched her mom straighten her hair and adjust her sweater.
From the cafeteria they took the elevator to the third floor. Once they had gotten off, Leslie and Hannah headed down the hall to room 322. The door was slightly open. Leslie felt nervous and her hands were sweating. Hannah let go of her mom’s hand while making a yucky face. She had never seen her mom this nervous before.
Leslie exhaled deeply and with Hannah close behind, entered the room. The man was awake and was lying in an elevated position on the bed. He looked at her strangely.
“I’m Leslie Sommers,” Leslie introduced. She gestured toward her daughter, “And this in my daughter Hannah.”
“Nice to meet you,” He now smiled back. “Do I know you?”
“My mom saved your life!” Hannah blurted out as an eleven year old would do. Leslie blushed and was about to scold her daughter.
“Then I owe you a great deal,” He smiled.
“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Leslie walked up to the side of the bed. He had nice looking eyes. No wedding ring either.
She smiled and went on. “It was touch and go for a while there. I wasn’t sure if you were going to make it.”
“Thank you,” He stretched out his hand. Leslie was hesitant at first, but then placed her hand in his. “Thank you Leslie.” He looked past her and smiled at Hannah, “And you too, Hannah.” Hannah grinned.
There was a light knock on the door. A willowy woman with black hair walked into the room. She appeared to be one of the staff with a white coat over a shiny blue blouse and black slacks. The only thing that seemed out of place was her black pumps and not more casual looking shoes.
“I’m Doctor Claudie Straussman,” she introduced. “I’m the resident psychologist here on a consult from Doctor Granger.” She looked at Leslie and Hannah. “May I have some private time with the patient?” Leslie and Hannah reluctantly left them alone. Once they were gone, Claudia walked over, pulled a chair up to the bed, and sat down.
“Could you tell me your name please,” Claudia began. He thought for a minute with a perplexed expression on his face. “Do you know your name?” Claudia asked, noticing the look on the man’s face. “No,” he replied. Claudia read over his chart.” Claudia was about to go on, when there was a knock at the door. She told him she would be right back and went to answer it.
Claudia saw a young woman professionally attired upon opening the door.
“I’m Detective Salerno,” She announced showing her identification. “I’m here to interview the man Doctor Granger called us about.”
“I’m in the process of doing just that,” Claudia was a bit miffed at the intrusion. “Does it have to be now?”
“Yes,” Lindsey insisted.
Claudia stepped aside and allowed Lindsey inside.
Lindsey moved the curtain aside and was shocked. “Mister Knight,” Lindsey gasped.
“Who?” he answered.
“You’re Andrew Knight,” Lindsey insisted.
“I don’t know you,” He grew angry. “The last thing I remember is waking up in a horse barn. That’s all!”
“They have been searching for your body in the lake at JFK Prep,” Lindsey told him. “Everyone thinks you are dead. Detective Sergeant Roberts and Sheriff Delsmann went to see your wife earlier this morning.”
“Wife?” He rebuked, and looked at his ring finger. He raised his hand for her to see, “I’m not married.”
Claudia finally joined them after listening to their verbal exchange. Lindsey looked confused at her. “Why doesn’t he remember?”
“As I earlier suspected, Mister Knight is suffering from trauma-induced amnesia,” Claudia explained. “It is a direct result of the near drowning and subsequent heart attack that he suffered. His mind is trying to shield him from those traumatic events.”
“How long will it last?” Lindsey asked.
“It could be days, months or even years,” Claudia answered.
“Hello there!”
They turned around to face him.
“I am a real person,” He chastised. “Not some stupid psychological test subject. If you’re going to talk about me, at least do it to my face.”
“I’ve got to tell Detective Sergeant Roberts about him,” Lindsey announced. She immediately walked over to the room phone and placed the call to the Bayport Police Department. She waited and then spoke, “This is Detective Salerno. I need to speak to Detective Sergeant Roberts immediately. Yes, it’s very important. She waited until Peter was on the other end, and blurted out, “Andrew Knight is alive!”
Talia was ready to leave for JFK Prep to continue the search for Andrew’s body. Fortunately, the State Crime Lab had located another set of imagining equipment and it was being delivered to the lake in an hour. The phone rang and she stopped to answer it. Talia let the receiver slip from her trembling hand. Andrew Knight was alive! She quickly recovered. She thanked the caller. Talia hung up; she knew exactly what had to be done.