nudged him out of the way.
As the medical team checked her out, Eli entered the bathroom with caution. He found nothing in the small space. No girl. Not even a bug. The air had an odd odor, which he wasn’t able to place, almost rotten. No cleaning solution smelled that way. Not even the soap Jane had sat open on the sink.
Aside from the faint unidentified scent of cleaner, nothing seemed out of place. Yet, a single drop of water slid down the side of the mirror and plopped into the sink. With his finger, he touched the droplet and brought it to his nose. No smell. He stuck out his tongue and tasted it. Water. He touched the edge of the glass and moisture rimmed it. How odd . His hand came back wet. Elias wasn’t sure what caused the condensation. The sink was dry and so was the faucet.
Elias scratched his head, bewildered by what he saw. He gave the room one last look before he left it. Nothing there.
Magda pulled him off to the side. “So? What scared her?”
“I don’t know, but there is nothing in there.” Eli kept the condensation to himself. “How is she?”
“She’s calm, but she needs to rest, Chief,” Dr. Rollins interrupted.
Elias pulled the doctor out into the hallway, out of earshot of Jane. “Can her head injury cause delusions?”
“That’s a good possibility. Her occipital lobe has a severe sub-hematoma, and that type of trauma, especially to the brain, can cause numerous affects.”
“Simple English, Doc.” Eli folded his arms to the chest, his impatience wearing thin.
“Swelling to the brain. Such trauma to the brain will cause memory loss in various degrees and affect the healing process. How much? Every case is different. She could be seeing or hearing things too. That could be what she was experiencing in the bathroom. Her past. Or like the girl in the yellow dress.”
“A girl in the yellow dress?” Elias asked, uncertain of this information.
“Yes. The morning Jane was brought in, she was rambling about a girl in a yellow dress and how we needed to help her,” Dr. Rollins explained, writing notes on Jane’s chart.
“Why hadn’t anyone brought this piece of information to me? It could be a witness.” Elias was pissed. If this girl saw Jane, she might have seen the killer too. “Doc.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was pertinent. And, at that point she flatlined.”
“I would like to ask her a few questions.” Eli began to walk back in, but the doctor stopped him.
“Chief, Jane needs more time. You pressing her with more questions might drag her recovery time longer. Give her a few more days.”
“I’ve waited long enough. I have her trust now. Maybe there is something she’s remembering, like more details about the girl in the yellow dress.”
“Pushing Jane might do more harm. Remember that.”
Elias’s body stiffened. He looked down at the doctor. Between gritted teeth, he said, “All right. Two days.” He raked both hands through his hair as doubt settled in the pit of his stomach. This elusive girl in the yellow dress might be the only clue to solving the case. He wasn’t going to wait two days, especially if could capture the bastard who’d tried to kill Jane.
“A few more days will help.” Dr. Rollins walked away.
Elias walked backed into the room and instantly locked eyes with Jane. Her tensed-up body relaxed and she gave him a small smile as he approached.
Magda cleared her throat as she fixed Jane’s sheet and blanket. She walked past Elias and glared at him, which only could be described as a warning.
He proceeded with his questioning. “Jane, tell me about the girl in the yellow dress.” he said gently.
Jane lost her smile. She bit her lower lip and looked away. “I don’t know who she is.”
“Tell me the truth. Where did you see her?” He wasn’t going to leave until she opened up.
Jane wrung her hands, and looked back at him with watery eyes. “The morning I was found—I only remember bits and piece of that
As the medical team checked her out, Eli entered the bathroom with caution. He found nothing in the small space. No girl. Not even a bug. The air had an odd odor, which he wasn’t able to place, almost rotten. No cleaning solution smelled that way. Not even the soap Jane had sat open on the sink.
Aside from the faint unidentified scent of cleaner, nothing seemed out of place. Yet, a single drop of water slid down the side of the mirror and plopped into the sink. With his finger, he touched the droplet and brought it to his nose. No smell. He stuck out his tongue and tasted it. Water. He touched the edge of the glass and moisture rimmed it. How odd . His hand came back wet. Elias wasn’t sure what caused the condensation. The sink was dry and so was the faucet.
Elias scratched his head, bewildered by what he saw. He gave the room one last look before he left it. Nothing there.
Magda pulled him off to the side. “So? What scared her?”
“I don’t know, but there is nothing in there.” Eli kept the condensation to himself. “How is she?”
“She’s calm, but she needs to rest, Chief,” Dr. Rollins interrupted.
Elias pulled the doctor out into the hallway, out of earshot of Jane. “Can her head injury cause delusions?”
“That’s a good possibility. Her occipital lobe has a severe sub-hematoma, and that type of trauma, especially to the brain, can cause numerous affects.”
“Simple English, Doc.” Eli folded his arms to the chest, his impatience wearing thin.
“Swelling to the brain. Such trauma to the brain will cause memory loss in various degrees and affect the healing process. How much? Every case is different. She could be seeing or hearing things too. That could be what she was experiencing in the bathroom. Her past. Or like the girl in the yellow dress.”
“A girl in the yellow dress?” Elias asked, uncertain of this information.
“Yes. The morning Jane was brought in, she was rambling about a girl in a yellow dress and how we needed to help her,” Dr. Rollins explained, writing notes on Jane’s chart.
“Why hadn’t anyone brought this piece of information to me? It could be a witness.” Elias was pissed. If this girl saw Jane, she might have seen the killer too. “Doc.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think it was pertinent. And, at that point she flatlined.”
“I would like to ask her a few questions.” Eli began to walk back in, but the doctor stopped him.
“Chief, Jane needs more time. You pressing her with more questions might drag her recovery time longer. Give her a few more days.”
“I’ve waited long enough. I have her trust now. Maybe there is something she’s remembering, like more details about the girl in the yellow dress.”
“Pushing Jane might do more harm. Remember that.”
Elias’s body stiffened. He looked down at the doctor. Between gritted teeth, he said, “All right. Two days.” He raked both hands through his hair as doubt settled in the pit of his stomach. This elusive girl in the yellow dress might be the only clue to solving the case. He wasn’t going to wait two days, especially if could capture the bastard who’d tried to kill Jane.
“A few more days will help.” Dr. Rollins walked away.
Elias walked backed into the room and instantly locked eyes with Jane. Her tensed-up body relaxed and she gave him a small smile as he approached.
Magda cleared her throat as she fixed Jane’s sheet and blanket. She walked past Elias and glared at him, which only could be described as a warning.
He proceeded with his questioning. “Jane, tell me about the girl in the yellow dress.” he said gently.
Jane lost her smile. She bit her lower lip and looked away. “I don’t know who she is.”
“Tell me the truth. Where did you see her?” He wasn’t going to leave until she opened up.
Jane wrung her hands, and looked back at him with watery eyes. “The morning I was found—I only remember bits and piece of that
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