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The lab tech smiled at her, and then, like the x-ray tech, checked the dry erase board for his patient "You’d think," he said, "that docs would try to schedule these none awake"
"Nah," one of the nurses said, "better to catch them half asleep, they don’t worry as much"
The lab tech carried his tray to cubicle number four and quietly pushed the door open, disappeared inside
After the lab tech left, it was silent again in the large roo seemed to happen in the SICU for the next two hours The il, and the patients’ heart rates and blood pressures read out as curiously stable for an intensive care unit None of the nurses left the central workstation
At a quarter to one in the ents Savich and Sherlock cae Are all the new patients ready?"
"I got a buzz froent Brady He says all’s clear, and they should be arriving as a group just about now"
In the nextopen and threein, behind them a score of new nurses, clerks, and techs
"Hurry," said one of the patients "Brady said they just spotted a guy coe bandage wrapped turban-style around his head waved an IV line toward his assigned nurse, who rolled her eyes at hi in beds in five of the cubicles The nurses and staff were settled in behind the workstation, and the n all was norain
Savich paused a moo home, Sherlock"
FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER, Savich pulled the Porsche into his garage Sherlock punched in the code to disar over her shoulder, "I’ for someone who doesn’t show"
Savich rubbed her shoulders as they walked into the kitchen She turned on the overhead light
"Bed never sounded so good," Savich said as he pulled a bottle of water fro drink He wiped his hand across his ainst the counter, "Günter is crazy, no doubt in my mind about that Given the risks he’s taken to date, I was betting he’d take this one too But he fooled ht"
Savich shook his head "Too quiet Too eain
His fingers tightened slightly around the bottle when he heard a whisper ofrooht his eye She picked up a dishcloth, wiped down the island surface, and turned to face hi relaxed, her arh Günter’s crazy, he must have realized his luck couldn’t hold out He’s an old man, Dillon, old and used up Quantico was his last hurrah He’s got no more in him So why is he here now?"
A man’s deep voice came out of the shadows, a bit of a slow Southern pace to his words "Because I knew you flat-footedanother obvious trap at Bethesda, just like at Quantico I’ve been waiting for you here, Savich, for quite some time And now you’ll tell me where you’ve hidden Elaine LaFleurette"
"I believe we have a guest, Sherlock G&uuht, no need to be shy"
A tall barrel-chested man walked into the doorway, a SIG-Sauer held in his left hand As soon as Savich saasn’t hiding his face, he knew Günter intended to kill theloved in black leather, a black cap pulled down to his ears He looked fit and strong, but his face was deeply searooved He looked old, like he’d lived through tootoo ht, cold and e the sounds "You found out that name very quickly I haven’t used it for years"
Savich asked as he walked slowly toward the h Fleurette is in Bethesda?"
"Keep your distance, Savich, don’t try to rush ht" Günter backed up so that he kept ten feet between them "Both of you, drop the SIGs now and kick them over here"