Hannah pulled over at the hospital, where she was certain Gilbert had been admitted to. She went over to the receptionist, and made the necessary inquiries, but was soon directed to the police for further questioning.
Her hands resting in-between her thighs, Hannah slouched down her gaze pointed at the ground.
How did things get so complicated? She groaned, trying to recall how everything was such a mess.
"Miss Hannah?" A baritone voice called out to her.
She raised her gaze from the floor to the pair of black boots, all the way to the man dressed in casual wear. "Yes?" She asked, wondering if he was the officer she had been waiting for.
Confirming her thoughts, he introduced himself, "I'm detective Axel and I have some questions to ask you about the victim." He informed her.
Hannah nodded, "But officer, how is he doing?" She inquired.
Axel kept a straight face, "His condition will be disclosed based on the outcome of our interrogation. I insist that you comply."
