Code Blue: Betrayal

In the dead of night, my best friend Jen Blake burst into the emergency staff room in tears.

She grabbed my white coat, her voice shaking.

“Audrey, the old woman out front has lost it. She brought a bunch of relatives from the sticks, smashed a tray, and started cussing everyone out.”

“I’m scared. We’re short-staffed tonight. Can you go restrain her for me?”

I opened my drawer, took out my fingerless sparring gloves, and carefully wiped them down with antiseptic.

I was fully prepared to deliver a round of knuckle-based sedation.

Then several glowing lines drifted across my vision.