Sneaking into the hospital? Easy. Talk about a place that was notoriously busy, where people don’t remember your face after you leave their eye sight. Dipping into a sleeping patients room? Piece of cake. In their private bathroom, Lisa Castle quickly changed into the scrubs she bought from WalMart earlier that day. Pinning her hair up, she stashed the bag and checked herself in the mirror. The bun made her look older. All she was missing was a badge. With a deep breath, she set out into the busy corridor. Ten minutes later, she found the employee locker room, where nurses kept their supplies and, sometimes, their badges. After searching through three lockers, she was finally equipped and took a moment to remember her new name: Alanna Mendoza. On her way up, Lisa slipped inside the urology department, grabbing two plastic containers from the unguarded shelves. This was her cover because the only other option was going to be for the officer to get the samples themselves if they pushed back on her too hard. Most would cringe at the thought and let her pass. She prayed she didn’t get the hard ass.
The officer in front of Russo’s door didn’t do more than glance at her badge before allowing her access. While she was mildly annoyed she has fully prepared a rousing speech to gain access, she was grateful she got in at all. She waited for the door to close before moving further into the room.
There he lay, silent and unmoving on his bed. Her hands squeezed the bottles, her nerves finally catching up to her. Lisa was about to come face to face with the man who let her family die. Maybe she wasn’t prepared for this like she wanted to believe she was. From where she stood, he looked like he was still asleep. It wouldn’t be too difficult to tell the officer she would come back when he was awake and slip out just as easy as she came in. What if you don’t get another chance? Ugh. Straightening her spine, Lisa let her legs carry her to the foot of his bed. Setting the cups down, she cleared her throat. “Mr. Russo?” Saying it out loud, it felt too formal. Licking her bottom lip, Lisa tried again. “Umm...Billy?”
