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Shock/Trauma, Shock/Trauma! Was the sound blasting out of the over head speaker. Bob Simons awakes shaking his head to clear the fog. Arising from the on-call bed he runs out the door of the room down to the stair well at the end of the hallway. Rushing down the three flights of stairs two at a time he opens the door into the hospital emergency room hallway. Room three! Hurry Bob! Came the yell from the ER nurse. We have a child that was shot and beaten. He has airway problems! Rushing into the room Bob sees a small black male lying on the ER cart. The trauma resident was rushing around trying to establish an IV line. The child’s head was a mess. His brother has beaten him, or so it was said, because he had taken his records. After intubating the boy and assisting him to breath, Bob noted that the mother was not wailing and crying like a mother should when their child is hurt. That is strange, he thought. The mystery continues when a few nights later another child is brought to the ER with similar injuries and dies. At autopsy they found bags of drugs and surprisingly jewels! But, when Bob checked into the whole situation the drugs seemed to be gone along with the jewels. When Bob went to the morgue to check on the results of the autopsy he discovered that bodies without intestines had been brought into the morgue the same nights as the children. Bob asked Sally a surgical resident friend if she had observed similar things about the whole picture. Sally had also seen kids coming in hurt and die. Together they go to the local police and were told to leave it alone that they had the whole drug thing under control. Of course they did not leave it alone and both become involved inan international drug and jewel smuggling ring. There was a big black car that seemed to follow them where ever they went. One night, Bob finds one of their friends as a Jane Doe in the morgue while he was investigating the mystery of the children and the
