Chapter 20
Mikhail was walking down a corridor on one side of the hospital at that moment. He had a few files tucked into his coat pocket—notes from the last few cases of the day. Although he wanted to focus solely on his work, the pressure from the media and the drama created by Monica was slowly creeping into his mind. After a full day of smiling and speaking in front of countless people, fielding questions from reporters, he was mentally exhausted.
At the end of the corridor, Elvira stood by a station desk, organizing some papers. Her mask was down, a slight trace of fatigue in her eyes, but she continued working in her usual composed manner. Mikhail stopped when he saw her, just staring for a few moments.
Elvira was the one whose family he had saved with the funds he was owed, the o
