We need to make some changes. If the shit hits the fan, we'll have a plan ready to show it was one of the nurses that was stealing from Central. It wi...l look like she's been selling the stuff on the net. It's happened at other hospitals; it could happen at this one. If it looks like he's getting too close, I'll tell Adair we think someone is stealing from Central. The nurses have to get their own shit at night, even personally log out what they take. It should be easy to put the blame on one of. "It's not magic, really, love," she purred, Jessica was just mentioning you to my husband when I went in for a file." She paused and glanced him over, a quick cursory appraisal, but one obvious enough to gain the young man's attention. "Would you like to come in to my office a moment?"Phillip hesitated... not from disinterest, but disbelief. Valerie Dodge requesting him to enter her office! "Of course! I mean... yes, certainly." He tried to conceal his surprise and excitement, leaving the. ‘How was your visit to LA?’ asked the pimply faced man behind the desk. ‘I’m afraid I had to bury my son.’ the man said. ‘Oh I’m sorry, well uh have a good flight Mr. Barraick’ the ticket man said as he handed him the boarding passes. ‘Thank you.’ If only the ticket man had known how literal his words were. Although it brought him pain, Malik Barraick had to kill his youngest son. It brought him relief that he had died like a true Muslim. He had completed his task though, and in the war machine. Jane was trying to tend to Chloe who was still disoriented while Sarah just lay there and tried to soak up the remaining sun. "It's not my problem, she should've controlled herself" Sarah said arrogantly. "Oh for fuck's sake" Jane grunted. Jane gave Chloe some water, and afterward she was able to walk. After that Jane got changed back into her normal clothes while using a towel as cover and helped Chloe do the same. "Ok were gonna have to get back to the hotel. It's getting dark and beginning.