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In a voice laced with despair, she asked, “What do we do now?”

“As I see it, you have two options; leave and take the kids home, or stay until the boy’s parents pick them up.”

“But, Paul, if he could get to the kids that easily, what says he won’t try again and succeed or do worse . . .”

“Don’t kid yourself, Eilea . . . . he will try again.  The difference is that he’s gotta be a hell of a lot more cautious since he’s tipped his hand.  He’s got to know the cops are involved and looking for him.”

“What difference does that make?” Eilea asked perplexed.

“He’s turned the tables on himself.  The fact that he acted proves our plan worked we got under his skin.  Forced him into making a stupid mistake.  Now he’ll be nervous agitated and he’s watching over his shoulder.  Sooner or later, he’ll make another mistake and bam,” he hit a closed fist into the palm of his left hand, “we’ve got him!”

“You think that’s likely?”

“Yes.”

“How do we do that?”

“By redirecting his focus.  Letting him see how much you’re enjoying yourself, how much fun you’re having, by rubbing it in his face!  We push him until he acts again.”

“What about the kids, how do we protect them?”

“By bringing in more undercover officers and adding them to our party.”

“Ready for those steaks, Steve?” she called out.

“Hey, Paul, how’d it go?”

“I’ll fill you in while we cook the steaks.”

Although everyone took a jab at jokes and humour it was easy to see, especially to Eilea who knew the kids well it was an effort, their minds were elsewhere.  Even Paul seemed a little off, not his usual jovial self.

Paul turned up the music on the radio inviting everyone to start dancing.  It was a great mood breaker and they were completely involved exchanging partners and whooping up a storm. When Paul exchanged partners and edged up pulling Eileah close with a flourish, he whispered in her ear, “Now this is more like it.”  To which she grinned broadly.

“Two-fer.  I get you and the kids have regained some of their spark, which is more important.”

“It was a brilliant idea.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet kid,” he added with a sideways smirk.

They continued dancing for over an hour before Eilea paused and checked her watch.  “I hate to break up the party mood, but I think we should head back to the hospital and say goodnight to Christina and Brandon.”

Everyone was quick to agree.  Paul took Eilea and Andrew while the rest went with Deans.  As soon as they arrived, they hustled into the main entrance and then the elevator, amid quiet joking.

Entering the room, someone said, “Yeah yeah, the life of luxury laying around ogling the beautiful nurses.”

“How’s it going?”

“Ok, I’d rather be out of here though,” Christina groused.  “It’s not all that bad.  I’m sure I’d be fine.”

“It’s precautionary, Christina and you’ll be free tomorrow.”

They left the teens alone to chat and walked into the corridor after buying a pop to sit and wait.  They watched Steve’s attempt at making time with one of the nurses at the nursing station.  She seemed charmed.

“So, what’s the plan, I assume you have one.”

“I do.  We’ll prepare the kids in advance, especially Andrew, let them know we’re going to play the love angle up, and why.”

“I guess.”

“I know it won’t be a hardship for me.”  He winked.

“I suppose I could be persuaded.”  Eilea agreed with a knowing smile.  “Ok, let’s do this.”

They tried to maintain a sense of humour and enjoyment throughout the meal, but it was easily discernable to Eilea who knew the kids well and read them as easily.  Even Paul seemed a little off, not his usual jovial self.

Once everyone had eaten, Paul turned up the music on the radio, and invited everyone to start dancing.  Soon everyone was involved, exchanging partners and whooping up a storm.  When Paul exchanged partners and eded up pulling Eileah close with a flourish, he whispered in her ear, “Now this is more like it.”  To which she grinned broadly.

“Two-fer.  I get you and the kids have regained some of their spark, which is more important.”

“It was a brilliant idea.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet kid,” he added with a sideways smirk.

They continued dancing for over an hour before Eileah paused and checked her watch.  “I hate to break up the party mood, but I think we should head back to the hospital and say goodnight to Christina and Brandon.”

Everyone was quickly in agreement.  Paul took Eileah and Andrew while the rest went with Deans.  As soon as they arrived, they hustled into the main entrance and then the elevator, amid quiet joking.

Entering the room, someone said, “Yeah yeah, the life of luxury laying around ogling the beautiful nurses.”

 

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