hard. Watching Maria struggling with the over- sized clothes, he noticed that she had a large bite mark on her shoulder. Looking concerned he said, “You should get that looked at, human bites can be dangerous.” “Let me see,” said Jimmy reaching over to pull the robe down. Instantly leaning away from him she looked terrified as she quickly pulled it up tight to her neck. Gently touching her hand he said, “I’m not going to hurt you babe, I just need to look.” Slowly she pulled the robe down just enough to expose the bite. Both men could see her neck and shoulder was covered in bites and bruises. “Mickey’s right Maria, you should see a Doctor; I’ll give Doc Daniels a call.”
An hour later the doctor arrived; he was the doctor that the criminal underworld used if anyone got hurt and didn’t want it on record. Jimmy had first met him when he was fourteen; after he’d run to Mickey’s house one evening after taking a bad beating from his father. Den had sent for Doc Daniels to check him over. Obviously at the time Jimmy had no idea who he was, but since that first meeting he had seen him several times over the years; usually for stitches after a knife attack or similar. Back then the Doc had been a relatively young man, now in his sixties, balding and wearing glasses, a mere shadow of his former self. Years of heavy drinking had taken its toll; nevertheless, he was still a good doctor.
“Good to see you Doc, thanks for coming so quickly.” “No problem Jimmy, so who’s the patient?” “She’s in the other room Doc, follow me.” When they entered the kitchen Jimmy pointed over at Maria who was still sitting at the table. With a smile the Doc said, “Hello there Maria.” “Do you two know each other Doc?” asked Jimmy curiously. “Oh yes we’ve met several times, I presume this is Nick’s handiwork Maria?” She simply nodded. The Doc helped her to her feet and said, “Shall we go somewhere private so I can examine you?” Jimmy walked over and opened his bedroom door, “In here Doc, she can use my room until she’s well; I’ll use the guest room.”
Mickey poured them a drink while they waited for the Doc to return. Mickey tried to talk to him about Nick, but it was futile, Jimmy was too preoccupied with what was happening in the next room. “What’s taking so fucking long?” he said impatiently. “He’s probably just being thorough,” replied Mickey reassuringly.
Thirty minutes later they heard the bedroom door close. Walking into the lounge the Doc looked at the two friends and shaking his head said, “Nick’s gone too far this time, I’ve warned him so many times that one day he’ll end up killing her.” “Is she going to be okay Doc?” asked Jimmy. “I think so, but it’s going to take a long time, she’s got numerous burns and bites and a blood vessel in her eye has burst, it should heal, but it will be bloodshot for a few days. Multiple cuts, bruises and she’s sustained some vaginal tearing, hopefully that will heal on its own within a few days, but it must have been a very sadistic rape. I’ve given her a shot of antibiotics to stop any infection from the bites and a sedative to help her sleep; it’s the best healer of all. I would have preferred her to go to hospital for some x rays, but she’s too scared to leave here. I’ll call in on her in a couple of days, in the meantime, when she wakes up give her two of these every four hours, they’ll help with the pain.” Doc handed Jimmy a small bottle of tablets. “How often do you see her Doc?” he asked. “About every two months, it depends on Nick; if things go well for him it’s better for her. I’ve been her doctor for the past three years and every year the beatings get worse. I’ve tried to talk to her about leaving, but he’s always there, even when I give her the birth control injection, not that I think she would say anything if he wasn’t, she’s terrified of him. It’s none of my business