“Doctor,” Eikenberry began, “why wasn’t I told of this?” “Well, I, we—” “Turning over a man with this kind of a weapon still in him is ten times more dangerous than a cop sticking his bare hands in a perp’s pocket without checking for needles or blades first!” “I’m sorry, I—” “You’re sorry? You want to help pull this out? Ah, never mind. Just tell me if there’s anything else I should have known.”
