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It Was A Rescue Day - 1. Medical Transport
Bobby sat and read through his paperwork one last time as the medical transport he was travelling on made its final approach. According to his contact Puck was being held without familial notification at one of the research facilities in the sector he was taken in. They were still saying he had an unknown alien transmitted disease. Whatever Puck picked up, it was not responding to anti-virals nor to anti-bacterials and it was multiplying at an alarming rate. The only good news was that it did not seem to be transmitting from Puck to other humans by casual contact so they didn’t have him in full isolation.
There was a police report that stated he had been found in an alley raped and beaten by at least one assailant of unknown planetary origin. Puck was rather fuzzy on the details and denied a rape even now, but most males deny rape, the report stated. He did not deny being beaten, nor did he deny having his identification and communications device stolen. There was a brief, vague description of the assailant who appeared to be wearing some type of costume or uniform. Also included in the report was the location of the assault and a list of people who swore they didn’t see anything, most of them security at the various establishments along the alley.
Bobby made note of that fact as in the port, either would be possible yet neither was more or less probable than the other. Each option deserved to be looked into though, so he sent the information to Brianna, who should just about be there with Amberly by now. Bobby sighed and hoped that Amberly would forgive the pair of them for trying to protect him from this unpleasant task. However, if Puck was sick, really sick, Bobby wasn’t sure if he could trust Amberly to make a rational decision. Bobby wasn’t sure if he could trust himself to make a rational decision where Amberly’s brother was concerned. He sighed again. Maybe he should have sent Brianna. She could be such a hard ass sometimes. But then again who would have been the one tough enough to hand Amberly sleeping pills and get him to take them? Bobby went back to the papers. Disease made so much more sense than people did sometimes.
Travelling on a medical transport did have its advantages as Bobby arrived directly at the Center where Puck was being held, not at the airfield several kilometers away. The trip only took ten days as no one wanted to divert or impede a medical transport for civilian travel. He hoped that Amberly and Brianna were having as easy of a time of it as he was. As he disembarked, center security looked over his credentials.
“Dr. Atoll, how may the Zedek Center of Alien Disease Control be of assistance?”
“You have a patient here, case number,” he flipped through his paperwork, then read off the number, “three – alpha – six – double – ought – zulu – four – six – eight – seven – three - beta. I need to see his records.”
“Your interest in the case?”
“I think it may relate to another case I’m working on,” Bobby said as he pulled out a red folder and a blue one, looking rather eager to talk about his case to anyone who would listen.
“Tell ya what doc. Leave your credentials, and go check in with hospitality. Then if everything checks out, you can have whatever access they say. Sound good?”
“Best offer I’ve had in a week.” Bobby smiled and handed over his paperwork. He was sure Kismet had it in order. “See you in an hour or so.”
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