Many people were in the hospital. Matt could tell by seeing the underground parking lot with so many cars. He parked his sports car somewhere unnoticeable. He pocketed his phone and the key fob and then went on to what he needed to do – to find Hailey. The entrance lobby had different people. There were patients in wheelchairs and on the sofas alongside their nurses or relatives. Nurses were walking around while some people, probably every patient’s relatives, were going in and out of the hospital. Although he cannot forget his trauma with hospitals, he went on straightly to the reception table. A female hospital receptionist greeted him. Matt replied after the temptation of going out of there slid in his mind. “Claire Amber?” He actually

