The Mafia's Doctor

Soon enough

    The air was getting thicker, the smell was horrendous, it smelled like iron mixed with urine and s*it. But Damian could only smell the fear of the people around him. He walked to the furthest room of the gallery. He could feel the blood pumping in his ears, the beast was ready to come out.

    With one move he opens a big, rusty metal door. Behind it there were 2 men in their own filth, scared and trembling like jelly.

    “Bring me the hoes, close the door and don’t open until I say so!” without even a word a big, bald man brought him the hoes and did what he said.

    “Time to play!” And he turned the hoes on. The water was cold as ice and the 2 men started screaming. In a way this was a blessing for them. They hadn’t been able to bath since they got there and they were staying in their own filth.

    “Who wants to be first?” Seeing that none of them said anything he walked to the man at his right and started dragging him to a chair. The man did not have any force to fight so he did not even tie him to the chair.

    “What were you trying to do when my men got to you?” The man looked at him and shook his head.

    “Nothing, nothing, looking for work!” Damian grinned and went to a table. He only picked up a small k*ife from there. He was in the mood for playing in the old fashion way.

    “You know who I am?”

    “Everybody knows who you are ...” said the scruffy man blinking away his tears.

    “So you know what happens to the people who are against me…” And without even waiting for this answer he started pouncing on him in his lower abdomen. He wanted for it to last longer so he did not target any important organs. Absorbed in his beating he did not catch the movement of the other guy, that although his hands were tied managed to take the k*ife from Damian’s belt and stab him in his back.

    That was the moment when the beast was awakened. With an ungodly sound he reached for the k*ife and darted his eyes to the 2 men. In the mean time both of them were getting ready to fight with the Devil. Too bad that none of them were going to make it out alive.

    Damian started walking to them with a crazy laugh, the poor men were scared as hell, but they were not ready to die. The one that stabbed him threw the first punch and that was his undoing. Although he was fairly big and seemed like he knew how to fight the beast was unleashed. Damian dodged the punch and started inflicting some on his opponents’ ribs. The cracks off the poor man"s bones were muffled by his sinister laugh. Not wanting his friend to die the other man jumped him and started to punch as hard as he could.

    Behind the closed door his men were listening to the ruckus inside, they did not dare to open the door. After about 15 minutes everything went silent and 2 minutes later they heard the special knock in the door and they opened. In the door frame was their boss bloodied and breathing hard.

    When they looked inside they saw one of the men was broken in two. Literally, half of him was on the chair and the other half on the floor. His intestines were splattered all over the place and the smell was horrendous. The other guy had his brain on the walls and his eyes were out of their sockets. Without a word 3 men went inside and started cleaning the mess their boss had made.

    “Boss, did they say anything?” Damian clicked his tongue and said “No, but they did not have to.” 

    The man looked at him like he just grew another head. “Even though they had their tattoos removed with the laser I skinned their arm and found it. It was the Columbians… I refused doing business with them and also to wed their h*re of an heiress. Too bad they don’t have sons; I would have loved to take his guts out like a fish...”

    Nobody dared to look his way. They knew that he was not done.

    “Boss, you should get that checked!” Pointing at his back. With a click of his tongue and a smirk on his lips he started his way to the doctor.

    When he arrived at the door there were more than 10 people waiting. Baffled he asked one off his man what was with the long line.

    “Since Doc’s assistant had passed away in that explosion he has been short handed. But …” And without waiting for him to finish he went past them and into the room. All the tables were full and people were agonizing. He spotted the doctor trying to sedate one of his men.

    “Why haven’t you come to me? You need a lot more people to help you.”

    With a fatherly smile the old man looked at him and answered. “I may be old but I still can do my job” and he pointed his hand to a chair for Damian to sit down.

    “Hm, did you have fun?” said the doctor patching him up. The sutures were big and uneven; surely they were going to scar, but he didn't mind.

    Ignoring his question Damian continued “Bring someone to help you old man, don’t be so stubborn!”

    “I would if I had who to bring. All my interns are mostly idiots and the only ones that I entrust with your life are only women. They would not make it here.”

    “I pay well, you know!” and the old man smiled.

    “It’s settled then! Tomorrow morning you will bring Nikolas one of the doctors here to help you. And Thanks! For… “And with that Damian went home.

    When he got in bed like any other night looked at the pendant, his beast was satisfied for the moment. “Good night, angel! I’m not giving up just yet!”

    And with that another day had passed. Elle was starting her new shift, a 24 hour shift. It was looking like her day was not going to be easy. The doctor in charge of her was a no go, again, so she had to do all his work. She went at the brief staff meeting and then started her rounds. She almost had finished when code red was announced.

    She passed her charts to a nurse and bolted. When she got there she found mass casualties. A man without a hand, another one with a bullet hole, another with cuts and bruises, and everywhere she looked someone needed help. There were about a dozen people needing help.

    Without thinking she started addressing someone’s wound.

    “Start an IV drip with saline and morphine, 2 ml per minute, STAT!” “Give me a needle!” And like a superwoman wherever she was needed she appeared.

“    I can’t do this for much longer, I need help! Where are the rest?” Nurses were running all over the place, chaos and blood everywhere. But like God had answered her prayers the old doctor appeared out of the mass of people.

    “How are you holding up, dear?” asked the doctor while he was putting on his gloves.

    “Oh, doctor Lambert help me with this! I stopped the bleeding but when I move to close to the vessel it keeps tearing more. I need more hands! “

    “Let me see what I can do! “ While he was trying too asses the injury Ann came through the door.

    “Doctor Lambert I need you in OR 3, we have a massive abdominal bleeding, with a ruptured spleen!” At first he hesitated but then Elle gave him an approving look and said.

    “Go! Nurse, put your finger here, I need pressure! You come here!” looking at a thin girl in white scrubs.

    “Doctor but she is just a volunteer she doesn’t have the knowledge yet for something so complex.”

    And with a smile Elle responded “We all have to start somewhere.”

    She kept trying to save that man when she knew that even if he gets off her table, he had lost a lot of blood, when the doctor returned he was perplexed with what he found. Elle had done it. She was closing up the patient.

    “Doctor, I’m sorry I couldn’t let him die. He is so young! He is not out of the woods yet but I’m confident he’ll pull through. He is a fighter! I know the protocol says to prioritize but I had too.”

    She had no idea who she just saved but then and there Doc made the decision, he was going to take her with him to help with the mafia’s patients.       

    Actually, he was on his way back to the hospital from the layout when the crew was hit and he went by to help. But the casualties were too many so he decided to bring the more serious cases to the hospital that was on their payroll. And let the nurse and the ones that had basic knowledge to take care of the ones that weren’t so bad.   

    He already had talked with Ann over the phone to invite her to be his right hand but the spark that he saw in Elles eyes and the power with which she saved Nikolas’s brother was enough for him. He was going to make her his apprentice and also take Ann with them since he was planning on retiring soon.