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of the nurses.   “He's out of the coma.”
    The doctor excuses himself from his conversation and turns his attention
to Claire.   “Sooner than I
anticipated.”
    “He can't see, nor does he remember anything.”
    “Not surprising.   Those are
usually temporary side effects from the type of surgery he had.”   The doctor informs Claire.
    “When will he get his memory back?”
    “Hard to tell.   Could be
hours, days, weeks.”
    “Weeks !?” Claire does not want to hear that.
    The doctor heads for Duke's room.   Claire doesn't follow him, she's lost in serious thought, processing the
information and contemplating how to proceed.   Her face lights up with an idea. “Doctor!”   She calls out.
    The doctor stops and turns his attention back to Claire.   She joins him.   “Can memory be triggered back into
place by smells, tastes, sensory things?”
    “Yes.   That can
happen.”   The doctor confirms.
    “Duke Reeves thinks I'm a nurse.   I'd like him to keep thinking that.”
    Judging by the look on his face the doctor isn’t sold on the idea.
    “Please.   We need to catch a
killer and that man in there is our only link.”
    The doctor relents with a sigh.   “Providing your actions in no way impede the hospital staff's
efforts.   And you limit your play
acting to night shifts.”
    “Understood.”   Claire nods.

 
    *****

 
    Claire hurries into Whitmore’s office, again without knocking, joining
Whitmore by his desk.
    “Duke Reeves is out of the coma.   He can't see, nor does he remember anything.   Most likely temporary side effects from
the surgery according to the doctor.   He thinks I'm a nurse and I told the doctor I want him to
continue to think I'm a nurse.”   Claire informs Whitmore.   “I'm requesting an undercover assignment.”
    “How is this going to help the investigation?”   Whitmore wants to know.
    “Duke did three years for his brother, most likely took that bullet for
his brother.   The guy is loyal as
Lassie, he's not going to turn on his brother.”
    “And playing Florence Nightingale is going to capture Riker how?”
    “It'll allow me complete access to Duke .   I'll work to trigger his memory while
befriending him.   I'll gain his
trust, get him to lead me to his brother.”
    “I don't like it.   I guess
that doesn’t really matter does it.   Nor does my authorization.   I’m sure you’re planning on moving forward with your plan no matter.”
    Claire softly implores Whitmore.   “Please, Whit.   Duke is our
only connection to Riker.   I need
to make this happen. I need to get Riker.”
    “Fine.”   Whitmore concedes.
    “Thank you.”   She smiles at
Whitmore before heading for the door.
    “Do you want to get together tonight?”   He asks.
    “Rain check.   I need to get
back to the hospital.”
    Whitmore, stung by Claire's blow off, issues a warning.   “I'd warn you not to get too close to
your mark, but getting close has never been a problem for you.”
    Claire, carrying shopping bags and her shoulder bag, enters her
condo.   She walks through the
living area, across the rug where she and Whitmore had been intimate.
    She reaches her desk, a desk covered with FBI folders and files.   Next to the desk is a presentation
board covered with clippings and photos – all regarding Riker Reeves.
    Claire takes down every single one of the photos and clippings about
Riker from her presentation board.    She places the photos and pages in a slender file box.
    Claire then removes the dossier on Duke Reeves from her shoulder
bag.   She takes photos of Duke and
relevant pages from the binder and hangs them up on the presentation
board.   The board is now all about
Duke.   She studies the board,
focusing on one page in particular, Duke’s schedule
while on probation.
    Probation Schedule: Mon-Fri, 9-5, mechanic at
Custom City Cycle Fridays, noontime meal at Florence Diner.   Same meal each Friday, chili, French fries, chocolate milk