Chapter Twelve

Christopher’s door flung open, as Dr. Dave walked out like a bulldozer, waiting to crush a wall, he had his white coat, and his stethoscope around his neck, apparently, he came to run a check on Christopher, he headed for the nurse’s desk, “where is Christopher?” Dave said with rage, as he approached Nne, who sat at the nurse’s desk.

“Christopher! I…”

“yes Christopher, the teenage patient, where is he?” Dave’s tone rose, like a train, blaring its horn

Nne became sweaty all of a sudden, “I don’t know where he is sir, isn’t he in his room?”

“if he was in his room would I ask you? Where is Patricia by the way? It’s forty minutes past the break time” Dave said, looking at his wristwatch

“she stepped out; she is not back yet”

“when she comes back make her see me” Dave said with a commanding voice

“ok sir, I will”

Dave was about going back to his office when Patricia and Christopher barge in from the hospital in a hurry, but they p