Chapter Thirty-One

Detective Miller is escorting a crying and upset Anne into the Municipal Building. The handcuffed woman is disappointed that she was so close to getting what she wanted and it has now been ruined.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she pleads. "What is so wrong about wanting my husband back in my life?”
“There was nothing wrong with that,” Detective Miller starts, “until you started killing innocent people in the process. Now you need to pay the consequences.”
Anne is being led into the cell area in the basement by Detective Miller who has a tight grip on her arm. She is walked over to an empty cell next to her brother.
“Anne! Are you O.K.?” Brad shouts out to his sister while jumping up off of his cot.
The former doctor does not respond as she is placed in the cell.
“We will get you for your statement later,” Detective Miller says before sliding the metal grate back into place. The metal clicks into the locked position.

Officer Kirkland walks into the room upstairs where Claire is still handcuffed to the desk. “You are free to go Miss Hudson, for now. Anne Johnson is in custody, but I wouldn’t venture too far.”
The officer unlocks the cuffs and Claire stands up, “Oh, thank God. Believe me, I have no intention of going anywhere. I just want to walk back to my apartment and be glad that this whole nightmare is over with.”

Detective Miller is calling Dr. Ramsey from his cell phone, “We have her now Dr. Ramsey. She’s in custody, so you can let everyone over there know they can relax and now hopefully your new job can be settled into with some kind of normalcy…take care,” the detective says before closing his cell shut.
Billy hangs up the phone from the receptionist’s desk at the entrance of the institute. “She’s been captured,” he says to Stephanie sitting next to him.
“Good. I am so glad this is over,” the nurse says.
“Me too and now that Dr. Winters is in, I am heading home for some sleep,” Billy says.
“You should. Have you slept at all the past several days?” Stephanie asks.
“Hardly,” Billy laughs as he smiles at Stephanie and heads for the door. “Call me if you need me, but please don’t need me.” The doctor laughs.
“I’ll do my best,” Stephanie replies.
Billy is reaching for the door of the front entrance when it is slammed open by paramedics rushing someone in on a stretcher. The woman is strapped down and convulsing wildly.
“Let me go! Let me go now!” the woman yells so loud she is piercing people’s eardrums. Her long, graying hair is growing through her brown dye job. Tears are running down her face as she is squirming more and more to get free.
“This way right now,” Billy says jumping into action. “There’s an empty room right around the corner over here.”
Billy leads them around the corner to the left and Stephanie runs over in case they need help. The four paramedics quickly push the wheeled gurney across the tile floor and around the corner to the room. They get next to the bed and get into position to lift the patient onto it.
The woman is still wildly squirming and thrashing about, “Stop it! Stop touching me!” the shrieks keep continuing until all of a sudden she sees something that catches her eye and she stops moving, “Stephanie? My dear, Stephanie, is that really you?”
The crowd becomes quiet and turns to look at the nurse standing off to the side of the room.