“Maeve!” Dixon yelled. It was past three hours she left and he hadn't seen her or know where she had gone. Albert wanted to see her. That's why he was looking for her. Where could she have gone?
“Maeve.”
He called again.
“Where the hell are you?” He called her name again but there wasn't any reply. Where could she be? Did she run away, she couldn't, she promised she was gonna stay with him.
“Maeve!”
“Keep your voice down,” Mark said, leaning on the door with his eyes partially closed.
“You must be the boyfriend.”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Mark.” he stretched out his hands for a handshake but Dixon didn't take them.
“Where is she?” he grabbed him by the collar.
“That's a wrong way to treat a doctor.”
“Where did you hide her.”
“Take your hands off me.”
“If I don't.”
