The Team's Return (A Team book Book 2) by S G Read

Author:S G Read [Read, S G]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Stanley George Publishing
Published: 2015-03-13T04:00:00+00:00

John Sykes walked along to the laboratory door, as he walked he sprayed his mouth to cover the smell of the whisky he had just been drinking. In his pocket was a half empty bottle of whisky.

‘Good afternoon John.’ Nurse Geraldine Garrett greeted.

‘Hello again Geraldine.’ John had gone for a lunch break which had lasted two hours.

‘Mr Follet was looking for you; he's chasing the blood test results of Jennifer Robbins and a Stuart Sellars. I told him you were at dinner the first time he called, the second time I said you had just stepped out of the lab.’

‘I don't deserve you Geraldine!’

‘You do seem to take long dinner breaks!’

‘I know, I can't seem to be able to shake off this flu or whatever it is, I ought to go of sick really!’

‘You should be able to find out what is wrong with you. Do you want me to take a blood sample from you, for you to test?’

‘Is that allowed?’ John asked.

‘Not really but I don't think it will matter as it's you!’ Geraldine replied.

‘In that case yes please but I will have to do the other two first or old Follet will pull out the rest of his hair!’

Geraldine laughed as she took John's proffered arm and drew off some blood. John labelled the blood sample, superman. Geraldine laughed again; she was a happy woman who saw no bad in anyone. John sat at his desk, took the half bottle of whisky out of his pocket and put it in a drawer to his right, before starting on the first blood sample, Jenny Robbins. He took a blank result sheet out of the drawer to his left, there was another part bottle of whisky in there as well. He put a small jr in the top right hand corner of the sheet. As he worked, he noted down the results on the sheet, to make sure there was no mistake. He did everything the same way until he had finished. The sheet was placed in the folder marked Jennifer Robbins. He did Stuart's test in the same manner, Geraldine often stopped to watch him work, as he was very good at his job. Even with the flu. Before he had finished Stuart's sheet Geraldine interrupted his thoughts.

‘I'm going home now John, don't you work yourself to death, they don't pay us enough!’

‘I won't, mind you the next one will be private work.’

As soon as Geraldine had gone, John opened the right hand drawer and drank a large mouthful of whisky from the bottle he had just put in there. By the time he had finished Stuart's test sheet, the bottle was nearly empty and John was swaying slightly on the seat. He picked up both sets of notes and started to cross the room but walked into the corner of one of the work tops. He staggered sideways and the notes flew out of his hand, with papers going everywhere. He grunted in pain, collected the papers together and started to sort them out.

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