Chapter Three
Ivo sat with his head in his hands and didn’t see Desiree walking down the hospital corridor. The police had just left, and now Ivo felt hollow. He felt his friend put her hand on his back and looked up.
“I hit a girl, with my car,” was all he said and Desiree looked distressed.
“Oh, Ivo. Is she okay?”
Ivo shook his head. “I don’t know, they haven’t come to find me yet. The police were in there with her but they won’t let me in to see her.”
Desiree nodded and looked around for a nurse. “Let me see what I can find out, darling. They might be more responsive to a woman. Go get yourself some coffee, and splash some water on your face.”
When he got back, Desiree was talking to the doctor. After a few minutes, she came back to him. “They say the injuries from the accident ar
