Dr. Ward adjusted the glasses on his nose. "I think she's a newcomer. Her name is Fiona something. I've been watching a show she's in with Zachary Redgrave. It's really good."
"Is she badly hurt?"
"Just a mild concussion. But last night, I saw the President of the Redgrave Group—I think he's Zachary Redgrave's uncle—come over to stay with her personally. Looks like their relationship is anything but ordinary."
Hannah Hale's grip on her shoulder bag strap tightened, and her mind went blank for a moment.
DING. The elevator doors opened, and Hannah Hale and Dr. Ward stepped out together.
In the hallway, Zachary Redgrave was asking a nurse for Fiona Keating's room. He was heavily disguised in a black mask and a baseball cap, with two bodyguards trailing behind him.
The nurse pointed to a room not far away and said with a smile, "It's the third room from the end, just up ahead."
"Thanks, I got it."
