of people wanting information about patients. HIPPA prohibits us from releasing information without their consent.” He removed the glasses and laid them on the counter. “It’s to protect their privacy, but I think it’s sometimes gets in the way…”
“I understand what HIPPA is. So, will she be released?”
Levine took a deep breath. “Well, we’ve drawn blood work and spun her head to …”
“Spun her head?” Alex raised an eyebrow.
“A CT scan of her head, to see if there is any brain injury. You see, sometimes a patient can seem fine, only to drop dead after a few hours from a head bleed that was overlooked. Sometimes these bleeds only begin to show signs and symptoms several hours after the injury. By then, it’s often too late. To be perfectly honest, just between you and me, most of the time we do them just to cover our ass, but in this case, I think it was warranted.”
“So, will she be going home?” Alex was beginning to get frustrated.
“So far all the tests have been negative. I’m still waiting for a drug screen. With her amnesia about the event, I would suspect a head injury but her CT was normal. It’s possible that she was drugged, but until I have the results, I can’t be sure. She is lucid right now. Any drug she may have been given has long since been metabolized.”
“Will she be going home?” Alex raised his voice this time.
The doctor pulled his head back and looked at Alex, eyebrows raised. “Yes, she will.”
“Thank you.” Alex said, walking away.
He returned to the other end of the nurse’s station. “Where did they find this guy?”
“So, now you’ve met Dr. Levine. How did you get away from him so quickly?” Janet laughed. “We all call him Cliff, you know, from Cheers. He is always full of useless, unsolicited information. And, he loves to toot his own horn.”
Alex just shook his head. “Do you know if Ms. Dixon has anyone here for her, maybe family?”
“No. We haven’t notified anyone. She asked us not to.”
“Well, the doctor said she will be released, so I’ll arrange for patrol to give her a ride home.” Alex gathered his notebook, report forms and the evidence kit and turned to leave.
“You take care now.” Janet said.
He walked toward the exit and waved over his shoulder without looking back.
Chapter Three
There were a handful of people on the track when Alex pulled into the parking lot. He counted four cars. He parked away from the other vehicles and watched the joggers for several minutes before finally getting out of his car. He walked through the lot, writing down the license number of each vehicle on a small spiral pad. He shined his small, keychain flashlight into each car, looking for anything unusual, anything that could be used to restrain a person.
“Hey! What are you doing?” A man in a jogging suit approached Alex. “I said what the hell are you doing? That’s my car.”
Without looking at the man, Alex pulled one side of his sport coat open, revealing his badge and the .45 caliber handgun that hung, quite menacingly, in the shoulder harness. The man backed away.
Alex placed the pad in his shirt pocket and walked to the edge of the track. He stood, hands in his pockets, surveying the scene. The mile long track seemed to go on forever. He could never imagine himself running laps on it. The walk across the infield would be far enough. It wasn’t that he was lazy; he just didn’t have the energy, or the motivation.
A young man jogging by, acknowledged Alex with a small wave. Alex nodded to the jogger and crossed the track into the grassy infield. Where did you hide? He looked across the field to the far side of the track. Along the tree line, he noticed an area that was dark. Two lights were not working. He scanned the rest of the lights around the track. They were spaced about every fifty feet, all illuminating the ground around them with a round yellowish glow, each blending into the next. All, except