He grinned slightly and I added, “Oh, and don’t bother calling me with anything else tonight. I just called Dr. Hudson and told her that I quit as of right now. She objected, but I told her that it was because I came in a little intoxicated and ended up having ‘therapeutic sex’ with a delusional patient in order to bring her out of a fugue state. I assured her that I had erased the surveillance tapes of the incident, but sooner or later someone was going to talk to the press about it because the patient was Harold Aldrige’s sister, Harriet.”
Larry swallowed and tried to suppress a smile that was more of a smirk, “What’d she say?”
I laughed and smirked back at him. “She gasped and said that she would work something out and to leave a written resignation on her desk. That’s a nice way of saying, ‘Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.’ I am going to take Harriet over to the medical ward and have her checked out for physical injuries and then I am taking her home with me.”
Harriet came out of Room 6 wearing a brief, hospital-issue robe. Larry’s eyes slowly traveled from her bare feet to her… well, he didn’t seem to be able to get above the ample cleavage she was displaying.
I snapped my fingers several times in front of his face to bring him out of his trance. “One final word of advice from your former supervisor, Larry. On the first of January, you put in a written vacation request for Halloween week of next year… and every year from now on. Harriet and I are going to be throwing a Halloween party next year that you really won’t want to miss.”
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