Hat Trick 3: Penalty Shot by Jeff Adams

Hat Trick 3: Penalty Shot by Jeff Adams

Author:Jeff Adams
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-08-24T19:00:00+00:00


Chapter 25: Saturday, November 25

We found Hillary and Mimi in the fourth floor waiting room. Mimi immediately hugged me and I quickly introduced Pete. Hillary said that Coach Rapp and Doc Kirk were in Alex’s room. They didn’t have any news and hadn’t been allowed back.

“Let me see what I can do about seeing him,” I said.

I left them and went to the nurse’s station.

“Hi,” I said to the two nurses that were at the desk. One was standing and typing into a tablet. The other was sitting, working on a computer. “Can one of you please tell me which room is Alex Miller’s.”

“I’m sorry, we can’t let anyone back,” said the nurse who was standing.

“Please, I’m sure if you tell them Simon Roberts is here they’ll let me see him.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said with a big smile. “You can, of course. He’s been asking for you since he got up here. He’s in room four twenty-two, six doors down that hall.” She pointed.

“Thank you. Thank you very much.”

It was difficult to not sprint down the hall, but I kept myself in check. The door was fully closed when I got there so I gave a quick knock and poked my head in. Alex was in bed, partially sitting up. Coach and Doc Kirk were on one side, facing towards the door, and another doctor was there, but his back was to me.

“Simon, you’re here,” Alex said.

I entered and made sure to close the door. The light was bright, but not harsh. Alex was hooked up to a heart monitor, but there were no IVs, which I took to be a good sign.

“Mr. Roberts, I’m Dr. Bentley. I’m chief of neurology here. I’m sorry we’re not meeting under different circumstances. My daughter speaks very highly of you both.”

“It’s good to meet you. We love her and Hillary. They’re actually in the waiting room.”

He smiled. “That must be why she texted me about an hour ago. I just haven’t had a moment to read it.” His tone became less casual and more professional. “We were in the middle of discussing the results of the MRI. Alex, do I have your consent to continue with Mr. Roberts in the room?”

“Yes, of course.” He looked at me and the fear I’d seen in his eyes at the arena was still there. He held up his hand so it reached over the bed rail. I stepped up immediately, and he put mine into a vice grip.

“The MRI is showing some lesions along the spinal cord,” Dr. Bentley began.

I don’t know where the strength came from but Alex managed to crush my fingers and I had to stop a whimper of pain escaping from my mouth.

“We need to do some more tests,” the doctor continued, “to determine the exact cause of the collapse and the leg troubles he’s been having.”

The room was silent for a moment, and it was Coach Rapp who broke the silence.

“Do you have possibilities, Doctor?”

“It could be any number of neurological issues.



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