in their laughter.
"You're
right, everything you say is correct, Monique. I guess we should invite her
because it's politically correct and her role should concern the safety of all staff."
Alex hesitated for a moment and continued, "We’ll have to include her,
it's the best thing to do. She'll be mad as a hornet if we don't and we will hear about it." Alex’s tone of voice was almost apologetic as she looked
at Monique, who was once again seething with anger at the very thought of Betty
Favre.
"Invite
the obstructionist bitch, I don't give a damn. I'm going over to the
Pavilion. Call me if there's any change in Angie’s condition." Monique
grabbed her lunch tray and slammed it on the tray rack as she headed towards
the door.
Alex
and Jack looked at each other in amazement as Monique exited the cafeteria.
Jack spoke first, "Man, I've never seen Monique so blown away. This just
isn't like her at all. I sure hope she gets it together."
"She
will," Alex assured him. "This is Monique's worst nightmare. She
has been waiting for something like this to happen for months and now it has
and she feels responsible. Trust me, that's exactly what's going on here
because that's the way she is. Jack, by any chance, did you check out that
guy, Lester, who is managing the psych services? I've never seen him or met
him but I hear he's pretty weird. If you haven't, maybe you should question
him."
"Not
to worry, Alex. I'm questioning everyone and he is for sure on my list."
"Good,"
Alex said looking thoughtful and continued, "Let's see what the psych team
puts together. There may be inpatients who have a history of rape or assault.
We should know more about them later and we also need to do a historical chart
review of former psychiatric patients who have been on the unit. What do you
think?"
Françoise
was slow to respond. He stared at his coffee and looked longingly at the
plate that held his jelly donut. Alex could tell by the look in his eye that
he really, really wanted it. "Well, I don't quite know what to make of
this crime yet …. This guy is a pervert who crosses the categories of defined
rapist. If you’ve got a few minutes later on today, a representative from our
sexual crimes division will be coming over to the Pavilion, sometime around
lunch time. We're going to meet in the executive conference room. Why don't
you join us if you can."
Alex
glanced down at her watch. "It's almost noon now. Would you be willing
to meet in my office, since I don't have a secretary or administrative
assistant today? I really need to get back to see what's going on."
Jack
looked hesitant for several moments. Knowing Jack as she did, Alex added,
"I'll have lunch sent into my conference room. Does that help you make up
your mind,” Alex asked, smiling.
"It
absolutely does. You win. You know I'll never turn down a free CCMC lunch,
particularly if Don Montgomery is footing the bill and won't be attending. I
am gonna make tracks over to the Pavilion and pick up Nadine. She's our
sexpert -- you know, our expert on sex crimes," Jack added hastily,
noting the frown on Alex's face.
Alex's
voice was frosty as she said, "Jack please don't use that word. Let's
just refer to her as an expert on sexual crimes. In some way it sounds
demeaning, the word "sexpert". To me, it sounds demeaning to both
Nadine and Angie."
Jack
looked forlorn. He hated it when Alex corrected him or seem
disappointed." Okay, okay, okay, you got it. I didn't mean to sound
disrespectful," Jack said quietly as he rose to leave.
Alex
smiled at him and teased, "It's okay, Jack. I'll forgive you this one
time, but only this one time. Now get your butt moving over to the Pavilion
and then get it back over here for lunch."
Jack
stood and said, "Will do. See you shortly." He saluted her on the
way out.
Chapter 8
After
placing her tray on the
"You're
right, everything you say is correct, Monique. I guess we should invite her
because it's politically correct and her role should concern the safety of all staff."
Alex hesitated for a moment and continued, "We’ll have to include her,
it's the best thing to do. She'll be mad as a hornet if we don't and we will hear about it." Alex’s tone of voice was almost apologetic as she looked
at Monique, who was once again seething with anger at the very thought of Betty
Favre.
"Invite
the obstructionist bitch, I don't give a damn. I'm going over to the
Pavilion. Call me if there's any change in Angie’s condition." Monique
grabbed her lunch tray and slammed it on the tray rack as she headed towards
the door.
Alex
and Jack looked at each other in amazement as Monique exited the cafeteria.
Jack spoke first, "Man, I've never seen Monique so blown away. This just
isn't like her at all. I sure hope she gets it together."
"She
will," Alex assured him. "This is Monique's worst nightmare. She
has been waiting for something like this to happen for months and now it has
and she feels responsible. Trust me, that's exactly what's going on here
because that's the way she is. Jack, by any chance, did you check out that
guy, Lester, who is managing the psych services? I've never seen him or met
him but I hear he's pretty weird. If you haven't, maybe you should question
him."
"Not
to worry, Alex. I'm questioning everyone and he is for sure on my list."
"Good,"
Alex said looking thoughtful and continued, "Let's see what the psych team
puts together. There may be inpatients who have a history of rape or assault.
We should know more about them later and we also need to do a historical chart
review of former psychiatric patients who have been on the unit. What do you
think?"
Françoise
was slow to respond. He stared at his coffee and looked longingly at the
plate that held his jelly donut. Alex could tell by the look in his eye that
he really, really wanted it. "Well, I don't quite know what to make of
this crime yet …. This guy is a pervert who crosses the categories of defined
rapist. If you’ve got a few minutes later on today, a representative from our
sexual crimes division will be coming over to the Pavilion, sometime around
lunch time. We're going to meet in the executive conference room. Why don't
you join us if you can."
Alex
glanced down at her watch. "It's almost noon now. Would you be willing
to meet in my office, since I don't have a secretary or administrative
assistant today? I really need to get back to see what's going on."
Jack
looked hesitant for several moments. Knowing Jack as she did, Alex added,
"I'll have lunch sent into my conference room. Does that help you make up
your mind,” Alex asked, smiling.
"It
absolutely does. You win. You know I'll never turn down a free CCMC lunch,
particularly if Don Montgomery is footing the bill and won't be attending. I
am gonna make tracks over to the Pavilion and pick up Nadine. She's our
sexpert -- you know, our expert on sex crimes," Jack added hastily,
noting the frown on Alex's face.
Alex's
voice was frosty as she said, "Jack please don't use that word. Let's
just refer to her as an expert on sexual crimes. In some way it sounds
demeaning, the word "sexpert". To me, it sounds demeaning to both
Nadine and Angie."
Jack
looked forlorn. He hated it when Alex corrected him or seem
disappointed." Okay, okay, okay, you got it. I didn't mean to sound
disrespectful," Jack said quietly as he rose to leave.
Alex
smiled at him and teased, "It's okay, Jack. I'll forgive you this one
time, but only this one time. Now get your butt moving over to the Pavilion
and then get it back over here for lunch."
Jack
stood and said, "Will do. See you shortly." He saluted her on the
way out.
Chapter 8
After
placing her tray on the
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