Lost Memories...Lost Love Chapter 10 (Part 1)

Chapter 10

By the time Ronny reached the hospital, Bailey was already in surgery. She suffered a lot of contusions, a ruptured spleen and in coma. The baby was in danger, and the doctors had to deliver him as soon as possible. Ronny couldn't be with her, even during the delivery of the baby. This was very troubling for him. He needed to know if his wife and the baby were going to be okay. He was nervous, and paced the waiting room area. Detective Collins waited with him. He had hopes that maybe Bailey would be able to tell him something about what happened. He also thought maybe she had mentioned something to her husband.

“Look, uh Mr. Kemp. I know this is a difficult time, but if you can help me by telling me anything she might have said to you about the bastard who did this to her and your child, and then we can begin to enhance the search.”

“Ronny.”

“Excuse me?”

“Call me Ronny or Ron. Bailey always called me Ronny.” He smiled a little himself remembering the many times she called his name.

“I’m really sorry to intrude on you like this, especially at this time, but can you tell me again what happened. What did she say before you lost connection?” Detective Collins asked looking directly into Ronny’s eyes. He felt awful about having to add to stress level of Ronny Kemp, but he needed answers. ‘What sick freak would deliberately do this to a pregnant woman?’

He also had to be objective see if there were any hint of nervousness or signs of guilt. It has been his experience that husbands try to kill their wives pregnant or not. They more or less succeeded. He prayed to hell this wasn’t the case this time. He listened to every word and watched every gesture that Ronny made as he described what he heard.

Wiping his tired eyes with his hands, he closed his eyes as he tried remembering everything that she said.

“Uh, she kept saying that they were shooting at her. She was crying for help.”

“Did she say mention what the vehicle looked like, what the driver or passenger looked like?”

“No, no she didn’t. She was too busy trying to avoid the damn bullets that were coming at her!”

Detective Collins wasn’t trying to anger or frustrate Ronny, but he had to ask these types of questions.

“Look, I’m sorry to snap at you, I’m just having a hard time right now. You’re going to ask me questions that I wish I could answer. But I can’t. Why haven’t you asked the witnesses who were actually there?”

“We are. We still are. Once we’re done, we’ll piece everything together and let you know what we find. Do you or your wife have any enemies, anyone who wanted to see your family hurt?”

“No, of course not. We are hard working decent people. I’m a gourmet chef, run my own restaurant in the downtown area. Most of my patrons are families. Bailey’s a manager of retail store in the mall.”

“What type merchandise does she sell?”

“Uh—children’s clothes, baby clothes. Why?”

“Are you the father of this baby?”

“What business of it is yours?” Ronny asked defensively.

“It’s a just a question. But by your answer I see that you’re not. I’m trying to do a process of elimination. Maybe you decided not to take care of another man’s baby. Maybe you and your wife had a big fight. You know a few friends who owe you a favor. Maybe—“

“Are you fucking crazy? Are you out of your mind? I love my wife. Would I even be here? Look, she was already pregnant before we were even married. I could never hurt her or the baby. You should be looking at the father. She saw him today right before the accident.”

“What do you mean? Who is he?”

As Detective Collins asked his last question, a doctor in surgery scrubs walked towards them. He had a grim, tired look on his face. When Ronny turned and looked in his direction, his heart began to sink.

“Doctor, how are they doing?”

“Mr. Kemp, the baby is fine, miraculously. Because she was far enough along in the pregnancy, we were able to save the baby. He’s fine, and there appears to be no sustainable injuries.”

“That is great. What about Bailey? How is she? Can I see her?” Ronny said anxiously.

Detective Collins was also anxious to see the accident victim, but for his own reasons.

“Well, Mr. Kemp, your wife is another story. She isn’t doing so well. We delivered your son, and began closing her womb when we found lacerations to her liver which we were able to repair it. She has other bruises and a lot of cuts on her body from all of the glass shattering into her face and body. Again, miraculously her physical injuries were not far worse. But we are now in a waiting game. We are waiting for her to wake up.”

“What do you mean wake up?” Detective Collins asked.

The doctor looked from both the detective and the worried husband. He took a deep breath before continuing.

“She’s in a coma.”

“A coma? Are you sure? She’s not just unconscious?” Ronny asked not believing what he was hearing.

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s not likely that she is just unconscious, I don’t believe so. She must have hit her head on the roof of the vehicle as it landed upside down. But we have to be optimistic and positive. She may wake up at any time. During the night, in the morning hours, hopefully in a couple of days. You have to understand that it could be months, even years.”

“Years! What do you mean years!”

“I mean just what I said. Comas are touch and go. Many people have awakened in little as just a couple of hours or a few days.”

“And what about those who don’t wake up. What happens to them?”

The doctor didn’t say anything. He wanted to be as honest as possible.

“Sometimes they die, Mr. Kemp.” He said letting out a lot of air showing s strained expression.

Ronny stood looking at the doctor, without saying a word. He had a lot to process.

Detective Collins took in everything that he heard and decided that maybe he should speak to the doctor himself. He pulled him aside before he had the chance to run off.

Ronny sat in one of the seats with his head in his hands. What was he going to do? Who did this to his family and why?

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