The cops at the 14th Precinct call it the MeatLocker. For the nurses at Rosedale, it’s the refrigerated compartments downstairs. Either way, it’s best avoided by a pretty girl who knows too much...and tells. And yes, avoid your last trip to the icebox...at any cost. EightInch Girls. That’s what they call Dr. McAllister’s nurses who attract the wealthy in a scheme to expand the hospital. She employs a leggy Scandinavian who is very persuasive with rich patients: One look at that blonde hair, that mouth, and they can’t wait to bequeath large sums. The fact they have to die before the women get the money is a minor wrinkle. It’s a hospital, after all! But a young nurse is eyeing McAllister’s job and she’s gone straight to the CEO. Spying on the girl as she seduces the old fuddyduddy,