The doctor nodded, didn't linger any longer, and obediently left the ward.
Once she was able to walk, Iris Harris soon understood why Henry Ford was so confident, not fearing being found by outsiders.
While in the ward, she always wondered why there were no windows and why the lights were on twenty-four hours a day.
It wasn't until later that she realized she was not on the ground but underground.
Henry Ford had spent an unknown number of years building a vast underground city beneath Lincoln Town. The city was as bright as daylight, and the clean, tidy corridors were filled with his people coming and going.
When she left the ward, Henry Ford's people quickly brought her back, with special personnel watching her at the door.
Henry Ford received the news and came over quickly. Iris Harris sat on the bed, looking at the man as he entered, her face unable to conceal her disgust.
"You can walk so soon?"
