“Where the hell are you?” Darya typed the text message to Dimitra angrily. The girls had stayed until midnight when the nurse finally kicked them out and threatened to call security to remove them. They had promised to be there first thing in the morning. It was now seven-thirty and there was no sign of them. Her head felt as if it were in a vise and throbbing painfully. The nurse had said the doctor wouldn’t be up to see her until at least nine to check her out. She was officially pissed off.
She glared at her phone which remained silent without her text message being responded to and she grumbled furiously and slammed the phone to the bed.
A conversation between the two guards outside her door and a third party had her sitting up with interest. Could Dimi be back? She listened but then
