David Bajo - Mercy 6

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In
, four people in four separate places within the same Los Angeles hospital all collapse and die at once. After a quick examination, Dr. Anna Mendenhall, the first ER doctor to care for the patients, orders the entrances and exits to be sealed, believing the cause is contagion. With her is Mullich, the architect responsible for re-designing the hospital, which he had modeled for precisely this scenario: containment.
Almost as soon as she makes the call, however, Mendenhall realizes it’s a mistake. As infectious disease specialists take over, she fears they will draw out the investigation—see what they want to see—and keep everyone locked in the hospital for an unnecessarily long time.
What actually occurs, however, is more complex and unnerving than Mendenhall expects, as sinister outside agencies begin to get involved and medical concerns cease to be the primary concern. The farther her investigation goes, the more she understands that the forces around her want her contained, not because of her exposure to the patients, but because of what she suspects.
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She wore a name tag on her lab coat. The tag was porcelain with engraved black letters: Silva. She was the tech from Pathology, the tag a gift. It felt good to look at her face, oval now without the mask and cap. To look at her hands without the gloves, fingers balancing the tablet. Her expression appeared haughty, which also soothed Mendenhall. The tech was bracing herself.

“Forget something?”

“Dr. Claiborne sent me to gather info on the patients. Their situations.”

“When they fell?”

Silva nodded, chin remaining upturned. “And how they were found. And where exactly.”

“Exactly?”

“That was Mullich. He asked for that.” Silva cocked her head. “And Dr. Claiborne okayed.”

“Doesn’t he need your help down there?”

“This will make things faster, give him clues as he examines. I send him the info as I go along.” She raised the tablet. “Body to body.”

“You and Dr. Claiborne should work with live people, Silva. Whole people. Up here. All that efficiency is lost on the dead and waiting.”

Silva ignored this, looking flatly at Mendenhall.

“I can’t tell you anything more than Pao Pao could.”

“I didn’t know you said it that way,” Silva replied.

“Yes. ‘Pow pow.’ Like a gun.”

“A toy gun, you mean.” Silva straightened her gaze. “I didn’t come here to ask you about the subjects.”

“What, then?”

“Never mind,” said Silva. “I should continue.” She turned.

“No,” said Mendenhall. “Tell me.”

Silva faced her, again angled her head. “I joined Pathology to get away from what I don’t understand. About this hospital, other hospitals. I don’t understand how it’s about avoiding the sick and injured. Avoiding charts. Not touching someone wheeled in for help.”

“You wanted to ask me about that ?”

“I thought you were different. Dr. Claiborne always said you were different. But you’re not.”

“And you are? You and Claiborne?” Mendenhall sighed to try to stop herself but continued, “It’s a little straighter down there. The charts and the patient cha-cha are gone. But it’s still all about power. Who has the most. Right? You’re up here helping Dr. Claiborne keep his floor clean of Thorpe’s people.”

“He respects you.”

“He uses me because I function as a challenge to Thorpe.”

“I don’t accept that. He wants your knowledge. He uses that.”

Silva brushed the tablet, read something. “I should go.”

“Wait.” Mendenhall almost reached for her elbow, the perfect, sharp angle of it. “Mullich.”

“Mullich?”

“You said he asked for where. Exactly where they were found.”

“Yes.” Silva raised her chin. “Makes sense.”

“To you, yes. I get that. Anything to help explain why it was so fast. Why they just collapsed, went from fine to out.” Mendenhall felt a tired gnawing, doubt, a vanishing thread. “But what’s it to Mullich, exactly?”

“This place is sick,” replied Silva. “This place may be dead. ”

Mendenhall appreciated the way she then just walked away. As the tech moved across the bay, the EMTs and nurses and visitors parted for her. The elevators opened as soon as her small reflection appeared on the steel doors.

8.

From her cubicle, she watched Pao Pao. The nurse did not once look at her as she finished ordering the floor, but she was doing everything for Mendenhall. Twenty-five curtained stalls lined two opposing walls of the bay. Pao Pao had the EMTs put nine of the new patients in the stalls on one wall and five on the other side. The nine were Mendenhall’s, all easily observed from her cubicle, all an easy walk-along. This arrangement made it a little harder on the nurses, a little more zigzagged. Mendenhall wanted the hospital to give Pao Pao another title, something other than Nurse. When the floor was completely cleared according to containment standards, Pao Pao did not stop. She proceeded to visit each bed, starting with those on Mendenhall’s line.

Pao Pao worked her way along three patients. She spent a minute with each one, her firm expression unchanging, her arms always in motion: adjusting sheets, gowns, IVs, rails, bed angles. The motion, the flex of muscle, reassured the patients, maybe just hypnotized them. The patients would begin with lots of words.

Mendenhall could see their mouths, their furrowed brows. Pao Pao’s words appeared spare, about one of hers for every fifty of theirs. Then the patients tapered into silence beneath Pao Pao’s tucks and pulls. All of the other nurses on the floor were gathered at the station.

Mendenhall checked her watch and decided she had given Silva a good lead. If she let her get started with the interviews and investigations, the tech might be more at ease, might be able to stick to her own approach. Mendenhall would have to guess which floor Silva had chosen first, which subject. She would stay away from Peterson because Thorpe’s people would be on Two. Fleming, on Four, would be the most static, and the witness was still there in the room. ICU, Verdasco’s floor, would be more controlled, so it would be a bit easier to track down witnesses.

In the elevator, Mendenhall shoved in her express key and pushed Seven, right back to Dozier. This was better than trying to rest or eat cafeteria yogurt. She felt somewhat revived, the beginning energy of a reluctant run, blood quickening. Marking Claiborne, eluding Thorpe, trusting Pao Pao.

On Seven, Mendenhall thought perhaps she had guessed incorrectly. The end of the hall, beyond the last patient room, was abandoned. Dozier’s ladder was still in position beneath the broken light, the glass and powder of the shattered fluorescent still not swept. No doubt someone from physical plant was presiding over a debate regarding whose job description required subbing for Dozier. Mendenhall crouched over the glass and powder. The splash pattern formed a line at the base of the ladder, oddly neat.

The replacement tube leaned against the riser; Dozier’s tool belt was looped over the little folding platform. There was a footprint across the line of glass, where someone had stepped to attend Dozier.

“They were more concerned with their shoes.” Silva had appeared above her. “Than with him, I mean.”

Mendenhall, still crouched, looked over her shoulder at Silva.

The tech had fetched a CPR dummy and was cradling it.

“Yes. You’d expect more shuffling over the glass.” Mendenhall looked at the dummy.

“Still,” replied Silva. “Good for us. All this inertia.”

“Us?”

“Pathology.” Silva sat the dummy against the wall, readied her tablet with a brush of a middle finger. “We can use you since you’re here. Instead of him.” She nodded to the dummy.

Mendenhall rose out of her crouch, looked once down the hall, which was empty to the nurses’ station, then out the window at the near end. The night view of the city held her for a moment. She pointed to the ladder.

“You want me to be Dozier.”

Silva nodded as she brushed and tapped her tablet, lips parted in concentration.

“I interviewed the patient who found him. Her room is under containment, so I had her sketch Dozier. Had her tell me everything as she did that. She was kind of freaked by my mask and gloves, but I think that helped us get to the point. Then I interviewed the nurses to determine time as best as possible.”

“Already?” Mendenhall was eyeing the ladder.

“I’m on a schedule. I have an hour. Then back down to the lab.”

Mendenhall started up the ladder.

“Wait,” said Silva. “I can be Dozier. I just thought you were closer to his height.”

“No. No. It’s fine.” Mendenhall ascended the ladder. “Let’s do these right. You can be the shorties.”

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