Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
Hours had passed and still no word about Lilly and her recovering.
No one would tell them anything other than to wait for her parents to arrive.
In the meantime, the police had turned up.
Elijah thought it ironic that they were good enough to answer their questions but not good enough to know how Lilly was doing.
The two officers were tall men, solid and dressed for all incidents. Bright yellow jackets covered a waistcoat of protection. Handcuffs and a stun gun could be seen through the open jacket.
“Can you tell me what happened this evening?” One of the male police officers asked.
“I can tell you what I know. Lilly was forced fed pills when she said no to the scumbag who tried to kiss her. She reacted badly and collapsed. That’s all I know,” Elijah said.
“Do you know who the male was?” The other police officer asked.
“Yes, they’re regulars at the bar, or they were.”
“Don’t do anything stupid Mr Geary, leave the investigation to us.
Is there a contact number we can have for you should we have any questions?
We will need to speak to Lillian once she’s fully recovered to see what she remembers.
Are there any other witnesses to say what happened? ” The first police officer asked.
“What about Steve and Simon? Surely they can tell you what they did,” Elijah suggested.
“We can’t comment on that part of the investigation, Sir,” The second police officer said. He was scribbling furiously in his notebook, far more words than had been spoken and that had made Elijah suspicious.
Jack pulled out his business card and wrote Elijah’s name and number on its back and gave it to the policeman. Elijah seemed incapable of holding a conversation let alone remembering his phone number.
“These are both of our numbers if you want to get hold of us,” Jack told them.
“Thank you Mr Geary, we’ll be in touch, we’ll come back when she wakes to question her further on what happened.”
Jack and Elijah didn’t answer and watched them leave down the corridor, Angie had disappeared off a little while earlier to see if she could find out any answers.
“She has to recover Jack, I’ve only just got her to see me. She can’t leave me now,” Elijah said.
Jack didn’t respond, he knew all too well how the person you loved could disappear from your life as quickly as they entered and couldn’t tell him that everything would be ok if there were a chance that it wasn’t.
Jack placed his hand on the back of Elijah’s neck and kept it there for comfort and that was all Jack could offer.
Jack and Elijah had sat in the seats in the waiting area sipping scorching hot coffee that tasted of gravy granules for the last hour.
Elijah didn’t think coffee could taste this bad and was impressed that the machine company could get away with calling it coffee.
He doubted that the liquid had ever seen a coffee bean in its life.
“This has to take the award for the most god awful drink, what did you get us?” Jack asked.
“Coffee,” Elijah said absent-minded, he had drifted off from thinking of awful coffee and wanted to know what was going to happen to Lilly.
“Who is responsible for Lillian Harrison?” The doctor said at the edge of the waiting room.
“We’re her friends, her parents are on their way,” Elijah answered.
“We will wait to see them, this type of overdose needs her next of kin to be present,” the doctor stated.
“Wait, what are you talking about?” Elijah said.
“Taking too many drugs is a cry for help and she is lucky to be alive, we need to speak with her parents to find out more about Ms Harrison so we know how to treat her recovery. We would recommend entering her into a rehab facility,” the doctor said wearily.
“Hold on just a second here, she was force-fed drugs, she didn’t willingly take the drugs,” Elijah said.
“Earlier you told the nurses that you have known her six months and not very well. With respect to you, what people do recreationally may surprise you Mr Geary,” the doctor lectured.
Elijah leapt out of his seat and stood inches away from the doctor. He was so incensed he couldn’t utter a defence. Jack stepped up and rested a hand on his shoulder to calm him. It worked and Elijah turned and stalked down the corridor out of the way.
“From what I understand, Lillian doesn’t take drugs, and never has. I am sure she will let you know that once she has recovered from the reaction,” Jack told the doctor.
“Yes, well, it’s rare we have had people in here with that amount of Ketamine in their system and was a force fed it. I won’t make any more assumptions until the hospital drug counsellor has interviewed her. I need to get on with my rounds. I’ll be back when her parents arrive.”
Jack sent a text message once the doctor was out of range to his assistant and then went in search of his brother to make sure he had killed no one.