LOGINHe swiftly made his way out of the premises of the hospital, glancing around to confirm that no one was coming after him. The man named Adrian must have eyes everywhere, ready to catch him in the act and bring him to face the law.Not only him, actually. There were many more people willing to risk their lives to get a hold of him. But they'd not been smart enough to get that done.If he could escape from his grip when he tried to pin him down and probably call for help, why then did they still have hope of reaching him?Well, hope is something they can always cling to.He hid behind a tree pretty close to the hospital. He was already outside now and the passageway to meet his coworker was as quiet as a graveyard. The silence was louder than any noise ever made as it triggered goosebumps on his skin.At the last turn towards the abandoned house just a few steps away from the hospital, he heaved a deep breath. He'd finally escaped. They didn't come after him. Maybe they wanted to or the
“Let's go.” Adrian held out a hand to me. I gently took it as he pulled me up, his arms resting on my shoulders as we walked back to my office.“I think it's high time we made a final decision. Fuck hesitation,” Adrian murmured as we walked through the hallways. I didn't say a word. I couldn't. My mind needed rest.“Final decision?” I managed to murmur. Curiosity beat the tiredness of my mind.“Yeah,” he said, sounding a bit more serious than earlier. “You can't afford to stay in this hospital anymore. You've got to leave as soon as possible. Being in this hospital is becoming more dangerous as the days go by.”I exhaled a deep breath as we reached the corridor and then I spotted Dominic's figure walking fast towards us. A frown sat on his brows as he reached us, his focus on Adrian.“What happened?” he asked, his voice sounding a bit low and hurried at the same time.Adrian glanced at me as he let me lean on the wall. He cleared his throat. “She got tricked.”“Tricked? By who? How?”
What kind of trap could they possibly think of to catch the smart intruder red-handed? They must be exhausting the energy of their brain cells. No wonder they'd been mute for a while.I was going to bury my head on the table to have a quick nap, since both of them were still with me in the office. I could only be terrified to do that if I was the only one left. Locking the door to have a nap wouldn't even be on my list of plans. Could I really tell if the intruder could get past the door through whatever means were on the person's mind?A gentle knock came on the door just before my head reached the surface of the table. Adrian's and Dominic's gazes traveled quickly in the direction of the door before they turned to look at me. I tried to get up but Dominic asked me to sit back down.He walked up to the door and forced it open, his gaze as cold as ever. It was as though we'd finally found the creepy intruder.“Elena.” He turned to us and called my name, and then he walked away. I hurr
I raised my head from the table as my eyes found my device which lazily sat on the desk in the distance. It suddenly rang with a notification and my eyes met Marcus's. I got up and picked up my device, checking the notifications. And then I spotted the sender's name. ADRIAN. My heart skipped a beat real quick as worry filled my face, my mind filled with several negative thoughts all coming in a rush. “Elena’s computer system has been accessed by someone and we saw Maya's file open.” The text message read. I heaved a deep sigh, gasping as I read it a second time. Perhaps I didn't understand the message earlier. “What's going on?” Marcus's voice interrupted the noise in my mind. I lowered my device to the desk as I walked back to him, slapping the sides of my pocket like someone who was close to giving up. “Adrian was the one who sent a text message.” I said, his face still filled with curiosity. “And it does not look good at all.” His countenance changed just as mine did when I r
Right from the entrance to the hospital, to the reception and straight down to the corridor, it felt like there was a distinct pair of eyes watching me take every action. With a little shake of the head to disrupt the troubling thoughts in my mind, I made my way to the corridor, glancing to the left hand side and to the right hand side but it was quite difficult to spot the difference in the way people interacted. I couldn't possibly point my fingers to someone in hopes of forcing words from their lips. I took a deep breath as I gently strode towards Elena's office. It was left ajar and my curiosity sparked as a result. My footsteps thudded slowly on the floor like though I had just caught the intruder red-handed. I didn't make a sound till I reached the doorstep. I pushed the door open as I entered the room, glaring at the person inside.It was Elena herself. I heaved a deep breath as I walked towards her. The expression on her face already revealed her desire to talk to me about
With a tired sigh, I dropped to my seat, my eyes landing on the stack of files on the table. I singled out the files that needed to be checked, noting every detail and entering the necessary ones into the computer system.With each file I checked, my eyes kept wandering to the doorstep. It felt like someone was hesitating to come in. Maybe they were nervous to speak to me or maybe they were trying to go unnoticed, I couldn't quite tell.“Who is there?” I asked, my tone a little soft. My gaze flickered to the doorknob that vibrated a little. I gave a small scoff, hoping to get up and check, but my intuition kept me glued to my seat.I tried hard to keep my focus on the files on the table but it was not quite working. At once, I noticed someone's shadow walk past without seeing anyone. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, and my hands trembled as I jerked to my feet.“Who the hell is there?” I made sure my voice wasn't too loud. I didn't want to raise an emergency notice. Perhaps I was
The morning had gone smoothly.I was at my desk going through the immunotherapy files, making notes in the margins, doing everything that a person did when they were having a perfectly ordinary working day. My handwriting was neat. My coffee was warm. Everything was exactly as it should be.The da
The quarterly reports had been sitting on my desk since eight in the morning.I turned a page read half a line and stopped.I leaned back and dropped the file down. My mind had been refusing to cooperate all day and forcing it was not working. I picked up my pen, set it back down, and looked out th
I was at the hospital by seven thirty.Not because my shift started that early. It started at nine. But the apartment had felt too small that morning and Maya had still been asleep and I had not wanted to sit at the kitchen table with my thoughts for another hour and a half, so I had dressed quiet
The drive back was quiet.Not the comfortable kind of quiet that sometimes settled between Elena and me after a long evening. This was the kind that had weight to it. She was sitting in the passenger seat with her face turned toward the window and her bag in her lap and her hands folded over it,







