‘Hello, Mrs McKenzie! Nice to see you again.’ The young woman in reception greeted Natalie cheerily from behind a clear screen. She pushed a flat screen the size of book toward Natalie. ‘Just fill in the details for your visitor.’
Irenya watched Natalie complete the barest of details, a little surprised at the casual manner. She assumed their lack of security was due to familiarity with Natalie.
The receptionist was all smiles. ‘You know the way, Mrs McKenzie? Michael’s on this floor now.’
‘Oh, changed wards? Why’s that?’
‘Change in treatment, probably. Check with the supervisor.’
They walked down busy passages and around corners. Once through a security door, the passages were almost empty. They passed glass doors that opened out on an internal courtyard complete with potted trees an
