"Please stop by at the hospital, I need to pick something up for Clara." Zara lied, she had to do that so the driver wouldn't suspect a thing about her. It's the only one she could come up with, Clara is elderly so it's only reasonable that she will need something from the hospital.
"Alright ma'am," the driver said and did as he was told. Zara was happy, at least something was going well and smoothly.
Zara alighted from the car and walked down to the reception. She looked around to be sure that she had not been followed by anyone. She feels so nervous that she can feel her hand and her palms shaking.
"Good day miss," Zara greeted one of the nurses at the reception.
"Good afternoon ma'am, how may I help you please?" The nurse asked and Zara moved a little bit closer to her. She would no
