No Limits by Ellie Marney

Author:Ellie Marney [Marney, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Every Series, Amie, Harris
Publisher: Bearded Lady Press
Published: 2017-08-13T18:30:00+00:00

‘…there will be decorations to hang, and food to prepare, and your auntie is working all day on Sunday –’

‘Nani, I’m coming, okay?’ I tap my pen on the keyboard in front of me. ‘I said I was coming, it’s just I’ve got Sunday night shift until six-thirty the next morning. But I promised Auntie I’d drive up straight after.’

‘You will be tired,’ Nani says. ‘Driving after working all night.’

She’s right: I’ll be stuffed by the time I make it to Mildura on Monday morning. Although if I get in early I might be able to wrangle a nap before Hansa needs me in the kitchen. I can worry about that later. This bloody wedding – it’s still five days away, but Nani must be stressed about it if she’s calling me on my mobile.

‘I’ll be fine,’ I reassure her. ‘I’ll drink a lot of coffee and I’ll definitely be there.’ A car pulls into the emergency ambulance bay, which is strictly not allowed. They’d better have a good excuse. ‘Nani, I have to go, I’m staffing the front desk at work. I’ll call you again tomorrow, all right?’

I swap hurried goodbyes, and I’m just slipping my phone into the pocket of my uniform pants when a gnarled hand slaps the blue counter top.

‘I’m sorry, but you can’t –’ I start on the standard spiel, jerk to a halt.

A pair of red-rimmed brown eyes stare into mine. ‘Tell me where he is.’

Dennis Derwent has cheeks like sandstone caves, and antipathy seems to seep out of his pores. Plus booze – booze is a sour constant with Mr Derwent, as if he’s wearing vodka cologne. His clothes are dusty and there’s dirt under his nails.

I think quickly: Barb is not on shift. Penny is in Exam Room Three, dealing with an Urgent Care case. Unless another staff member walks past, I’m on my own. I consider whether to press the security buzzer.

‘I know you all know.’ He lays the snark on thick. ‘Now I’m not gonna stand here and listen to some bullshit about –’

‘Mr Derwent,’ I say evenly, ‘you can’t park in the ambulance bay. I’m happy to talk to you but first you need to –’

‘Tell me where my son is!’ His hand thumps on the counter again, fisted this time. ‘He can’t stay hid forever. He’s my son. Mine. You got no right –’

‘Mr Derwent, I’m sorry, but I don’t know where Harris is.’ The lie falls out of me easily. I back it up with truth. ‘Even if I did, we’re not legally permitted to pass on patients’ personal information without –’

‘Don’t you gimme that crap about legal permission!’ Dennis flicks my words away. ‘That fat cow said a month, and it’s been a bloody month. I know he’s around someplace – is he in Ouyen? Or has he gone back to Melbourne?’

The thick counter stands between us and I should feel protected, but I don’t. I’ve dealt with irate patients and their families before. Dennis Derwent is in a different class.

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