Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Carmen stood facing the hulking bodyguard blocking the doorway. Her eyes blazed with indignation, hands clenched into fists at her sides. "It's been four days now, what do you mean I can’t leave?" she snapped, her voice carrying down the sterile corridor. She had thought she would be staying for only two days as a welfare check but now it was becoming evident that something was wrong. "I have every right to go wherever I damn well please."
The bodyguard, a mountain of a man with a stony expression, didn’t budge. "Mr. Saviano’s orders," he replied, his tone flat and unemotional. "You are to remain in this room until he says otherwise."
Carmen felt her blood pressure spike, a mixture of frustration and panic clawing at her chest. She had never been one to a
