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Chapter 13: The Aftermath
Keith Lobello I left the OR and went straight to the showers. I felt like my whole body was saturated in blood. When I had scrubbed my body over three times, I toweled off and dressed in a fresh pair of scrubs. I checked my watch and headed back down stairs to the ED. The department was quiet now. You couldn’t imagine that a couple hours ago the place was in complete and utter chaos. Room 8 had been cleaned, the rivers of blood had disappeared and there was nothing left but the faint smell of bleach in the room. The only evidence that remained was on the strained faces of the nurses and techs. This was a night that they would all remember, probably for the rest of their medical careers. I looked around for the housekeeper, Julianna Potter, but I didn’t see her. The hospitalist h
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