OPERATIONS 275
The driver, Rico, pulled his taxi cab up to the Tickfawe Memorial Hospital. The outside of the hospital looked dirty and run-down, and the parking lot was full of old cars. “Stay here,” said Dr. Palmer again as he climbed out of the cab. “I can wait as long as you want,” answered Rico again. “But I have to tell you, all this time is adding up. I mean, you understand... The meter is running.” “Money is not a problem.” Palmer then closed the door and walked toward the hospital Emergency Room. Rico checked the price meter again, then turned up the radio and leaned back in his seat. When Palmer got inside, he looked around and saw the waiting area filled with injured people and crying family members. Dr. Palmer walked up to the receptionist behind the bullet-proof glass counter. “I’m her
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