{Molly's P.O.V}
I guess my day could get weirder. Not that I should be surprised anymore. I had never seen or heard of this guy before yesterday and somehow he was popping up all over the place.
He strolled in looking at me with boredom in his eyes, as if I had requested he come in and see me. The truth was, he was the last person I wanted to see. The hospital was small, and was more like a clinic than anything. We saw people for bookable appointments and covered some emergencies out of hours on the weekends-it was mostly for poorer people who couldn't afford private insurance. I didn't think a guy like this would need a state-maintained clinic. I assumed he would have private health care, but here we are.
"Mr..." I said, looking over at my screen, hoping to catch his surname.
"Brent
