-Oliver-
The days spent in the hospital seemed to drag endlessly. The search for the mysterious woman and the interrogation of Tom resulted in nothing, and the amount of work was torpedoing me from the company, giving me another headache. I couldn’t concentrate on anything; even the simplest activities were challenging. I needed rest.
„When can they release me? I feel like a prisoner waiting for an appeal.” Vicky ranted, plopping on the bed with a huff.
It’s been five days since she woke up, and the doctors were reluctant to let her go. They explained their decisions by a possible brain injury that they had to monitor. However, in all this time, they never once took her for a head scan.
„I don’t know, baby. Let me check with the doctors.” I said, „Why don’t you call Harper and chat wit
