Nathan
The sleek black town car rolled to a stop outside an impressive modern clinic. I peered up at the gleaming rows of windows critically.
Hard to believe somewhere this pristine held the answers my father's life depended on. But I trust Dr. Amara, the last doctor that suggested her friend.
"Doesn't look like much," Derek grunted, echoing my skepticism. But we had exhausted all other options. This Dr. Terra came highly recommended, with remarkable success treating obscure conditions. If she could not help Father, no one could.
Squaring my shoulders, I stepped through the automated doors while Derek parked. The receptionist's bored expression shifted to surprise then flustered deference when I introduced myself.
"Of course, Alpha, we've been expecting you. I'll inform Dr. Terra righ
