Chapter 11
Paula Fisher had a lousy night and was glad to be leaving work and going home. The unit was short-staffed again, and she had a heavy three-patient assignment. Two of her patients were on ventilators, and the assignment was bordering on unsafe; this had become the status quo.
When she approached her car, she found both back tires flat. “s**t,” she muttered. Something isn’t right here. It’s too much of a coincidence that both tires would be flat. As she looked closer, she found a large gash in the sidewall of both tires. “Great! This is all I need.” As she glanced around the parking garage, she saw no one. Damn security guards. Where are they when you need them?
Taking out her cell phone, she called AAA, hoping it wouldn’t take them an hour to get someone there to help. She wa
