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The doctor wrapped the gauze around Susan’s wrists and taped it into place. “What about you?” she asked, motioning to Nicole’s bloody shirt.
“Oh, no, that’s not mine.” Nicole waved off the doctor’s concerns.
The woman raised an eyebrow, , but she didn’t say anything. She was, by now, accustomed to their strange half-answers and secretive posturing, especially in regard to what had happened to Gary. Instead of arguing, the doctor left the room, leaving instructions for Susan to rest for a few minutes before she could leave the hospital. As soon as the door closed, leaving the four of them alone, the attention in the room shifted to her.
“Will someone please tell us what’s going on here?” John began.
“Well….” Nicole turned to David for support, but he indicated for her to continue. “
