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Chapter 111

An unexpected knock on Dennis’s hospital door woke the agent from his tormented dreams.  Dennis grabbed his pistol from beneath his pillow and guardedly pointed it towards the hospital door. “Yes, who is it?” the suspicious agent said. Just as Dennis thought that he was about to be slaughtered, a beautiful women nurse rolled a cart into his room. Startled, the agent hid his gun inside the sling that was tied around his left arm.

“I sorry sir, it’s time for your lunch,” the naive young nurse insisted as she pushed the cart towards the bed. The nurse placed a plate with metal dome on a nearby desk.

Dennis quickly climbed beneath the sheets of his bed and chuckled, “What kind of gourmet treat do you have for me today?”

The nurse’s slender face quickly turned from jovial to hostile as she rapidity lifted the metal dome off the plate and reveled an eight inch long hunting knife. The agent’s heart leapt as the nurse grabbed the knife and tried to thrust it into his rapidity beating heart. Dennis screamed in horror as he desperately tired to impede his imminent murder. The nurse once beautiful face was now contorted with rage as she violently tried to kill the FBI agent.

Abruptly agent Johnson kicked in the hospital door and rushed into the room. The agent pulled the trigger of her Glock pistol and blew away part of the nurse’s brains.

“Are you all right agent Paterson?” Jenny inquired in a trembling voice.

“What is going on Jenny?”

“The hospital has been locked down; the secret service said there is an assassin in the building trying to kill the senator. We got to get back to the senator’s room before his is assassinated.”

Trepidation lingered in the agent’s minds as they turned the corner and saw that the two secret service agents that were guarding the senator’s hospital room were gone. Jenny abruptly opened the door to the senator's room and pointed her Glock pistol at the senator’s head.

“What are you doing?’ the senator screamed in panic filled voice.

“Sorry,” Dennis insisted as the FBI agents slipped into the senator’s room.“Your secret service agents are missing and there is a report of an assassin in the hospital.”

Jenny pointed her pistol at a male nurse as he walked through the senator’s door.  Startled and bewildered, the male nurse stool petrified in the doorway.

“Who are you? What are you doing in here?” Jenny said as she pushed the male nurse down to the floor and spilled his pills.

“I am a nurse; I am here to give the senator his medicine.”

Jenny grabbed his identification badge and handed it to Dennis. “Senator have you seen this nurse before?”Jenny uttered. “Yes, he has been here all day.”

An angry look emerged on Jenny’s face as she pulled the nurse back upon his feet.

“I’ll check the nurse’s identification with the nurse station down the hall,” Dennis’s uttered.

Reluctantly Jenny let the mail nurse go as a snarl washed across her face.

“What is your problem?” the nurse stated as he picked up his medication.

“I am sorry, there is an assassin walking around the hospital trying to kill the senator.”

“You think I am an assassin?” the nurse said with a surprised tone.

“I am sorry,” Jenny uttered apologetically as she helped the nurse pick up a needle, medication and several bottles of pills.

“You have to leave; I got to give the senator his medication.”

“I am not leaving this room.”

A resentful and bitter look was bestowed upon the nurse’s face as he strapped a rubbed band about the senator’s arm and prepared to give him a shot.

“I’ll be in the bathroom,” Jenny said reluctantly.

Jenny stepped into the bathroom and turned on the water and splashed her face. The cool water washed away her exacerbations and misery. As she wiped the water from her face, Jenny could hear Dennis scream from the hallway, “He’s not a nurse.”

A barrage of bullets from the male nurse’s Smith & Wesson pistol quickly inundated the hallway. Dennis dashed for the hospital floor and grabbed his gun from his holster.

Begrudgingly the nurse dropped his empty weapon and prepared to stick a needle full of Poisson into the senator’s arm. The bathroom door suddenly blew open as Jenny dived across the room and shot the nurse several times in the head. Dennis ran into the senator’s room and saw the assassin’s bloody body strewn across the hospital floor with several bullet holes in his head.