The Deimos Virus by Leonard D. Hilley II

Author:Leonard D. Hilley II
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Martian, Mars, Isaac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, Robots, Aliens, Space Travel
Publisher: Deimosweb Publishing
Published: 2016-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-eight

DONALD PARKS OPENED his eyes slowly to blurred fluorescent lights. His head ached, as did his ribs and right leg. His mouth was dry and pasty. He was hooked to an I.V. Other beeping machines were at the head of his bed. A television could be heard from the other side of the room.

He recognized that he must be inside a hospital room, but he wasn’t certain why. His knuckles were bruised and swollen. Now that he was awake, pain radiated throughout his body.

Parks closed his eyes and tried to remember. It hurt to think. A redheaded nurse came into his room to check his I.V. She was short, plump, and wore ‘Hello Kitty’ scrubs. Her nametag identified her as Sara. Her overly cheerful persona made his head hurt even worse.

“Why am I here?” he asked weakly. “I guess, more importantly, how did I get here?

“Oh, you’re finally awake. You’ve been here for a couple of days. To be honest, I was getting quite worried about you. The doctors were, too,” She beamed a smile and grabbed his chart at the end of the bed. “You’re listed as John Doe. The note says that you had no identification on you when you arrived in the ambulance. Do you know your name?”

He nodded and winced from the pain of doing so. “Donald Parks.”

Sara placed his chart at the foot of his bed. “Let me go get a doctor, so he can talk to you.”

“Sure, sweetie. Could I get a cup of ice or something to drink?” He placed his hand over his throat.

“Certainly. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

About five minutes later a man walked into the room. The tall thin man wore a nice suit and a hat that hid his burr cut. He wasn’t a doctor, and Parks didn’t recall ever seeing this man before. He handed Parks a cup of ice water.

“The nurse said that you’re Mr. Donald Parks, is that correct?” he asked.

Parks sipped the water. The cold increased the radiating pain throbbing inside of his head, but it did soothe his throat. “Yes. Who are you?”

“Sid Davis. NSA.” He took his badge from his suit pocket and showed Parks.

“NSA?”

Sid nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“You’re in pretty bad shape, Mr. Parks. How did you end up in this condition?”

“I was hoping you could tell me.”

“You don’t remember?”

“No.”

Sid chewed his lower lip for a moment. “That’s a shame.”

“I’m not happy about it either.”

“I imagine not. I’d hate to arrest a man when he can’t give an alibi, but it’s happened before.”

“Arrest? For what?”

Sid sighed. “Well, sir, we found you in a dark alley with two dead Russians and two dead Chinese men. You were the only one alive.”

“You think I’m capable of killing four men? Me?”

“I don’t know. You tell me.”

“I remember nothing.”

“For all I know, there might have been a dozen or more men in that alley with you. But all the gathered evidence points directly at you.”

“Me? In my condition?” Parks shook his head. “No.

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