Music Recommendation: Beautiful Things by Benson Boone
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"Huh!" Dr Klein halted, frozen by the hostility of the young master and his boss.
Ken slowly turned to face the doctor, his narrow, bloodshot eyes sharp and lethal.
"I will not ask you this question again? Where is my woman?"
"Your woman!" Dr Klein tilted his head a little to the side to look at the sleeping patient.
At that same moment, the nurse, who had been asleep all this while, woke up, startled by the noise.
"Nurse Gail!" The folder Dr Klein was holding fell from his hands, his jaw dropping.
"Ah!" Nurse Gail let out a wild gasp at the sight of the doctor and the boss of her boss. Her panicked gaze fell on her body and she let out another wilder gasp, jumping off the bed, as if she had just laid eyes on a venomous snake.
Ken quickly brought out his mobile phone, while checking the restroom and other places where Carmelita could be. He dialled the hospital security, instructing that the entire facility be locked down.
"Come down to room 107 with your finest men, NOW." Ken boomed over the phone while Dr Klein interrogated the panicking nurse.
"What are you doing on the patient's bed dressed like her?" Dr Klein asked in a slightly raised tone, stepping forward. "Where is she?"
"Oh God!" Nurse Gail fell on her knees, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "I swear, I don't know how I got into these clothes or on this bed."
"You don't know?" Ken roared, grabbing the nurse by the neck of her hospital gown, his eyes a blazing furnace.
"I...I...I...swear....." Nurse Gail lifted her two hands in surrender, her whole body trembling. "I didn't touch her. I didn't do anything to her."
"I will kill you with my bare hands if anything happens to my wife," Ken vowed, his words cold and sharper than two-edged swords.
"Mr Silva, we are here." The hospital security head came running into the room, closely accompanied by three uniformed men.
"Quickly..." Ken's tone was laced with urgency and fear. "...the patient in this room has gone missing. Find her. Check all the CCTV footage, especially the ones installed in this room. Make sure no one comes in or goes out until she's found. Also find the two buffoons I stationed outside her room."
"Yes sir."
All four security guards swung into action, each moving with a sharp focused urgency.
Just then, nurse Gail recalled something weird that happened the previous night and quickly spoke up.
"I remember something, sir." She said, raising a trembling finger in the air.
Ken, who was about to leave the room, whipped his murderous gaze to her.
"Spit it out." He thundered.
"Okay...." Nurse Gail placed her shaking hands on her pounding chest as she narrated her story.
"Last night, I heard some weird noises coming from this room. So I came to check on her. That was when I found Miss Carmelita. She was awake and sitting up on the bed. She looked kind of confused and disoriented like she didn't know who she was."
Nurse Gail paused, shrinking backwards as Ken slowly walked back toward her like an enraged tiger preparing to pounce on its prey.
"Keep talking," Ken said, his voice low and spine chilling.
Nurse Gail bobbed her head vigorously and continued her story, while praying to the heavens for mercy on her poor soul.
"Are you kidding me?" Ken's deep and lethal voice boomed like a thunderclap–eyes wide and bloodshot, with teeth bared in a snarl. "You expect me to believe that a fragile pregnant woman who has been in a coma for almost four weeks attacked and struck you cold?"
"I swear....I'm telling the truth." Nurse Gail whimpered, almost peeing on herself in terror.
"Sir we have found the men guarding her room." One of the security guards from earlier, ran into the room, panting from the short sprint down the hallway.
The guard was closely accompanied by an averagely tall and imposing man in a navy blue suit, with an air of authority clinging to him like a second skin. He was the managing director of the hospital.
Ken whipped his head backwards, a vein pulsing at his temple.
"Good morning, Mr Silva." The managing director greeted politely with a curt bow. But he was completely ignored by the enraged young boss.
"Where are they?" Ken demanded harshly, his narrowed gaze on the security guard.
"We took them to the security house for interrogation." The security guard continued with his report. "But according to one of them, a redhead nurse knocked them out and locked them in the janitor's room."
"What!" Ken's voice cracked in disbelief. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" He tilted his lethal glare in the manager's direction, spittle flying with every one of his furious words. "Bring me every redhead nurse in this facility now."
"None of our hired nurses wear such colour, sir." The director's voice trembled with fear.
"There's one more thing, Sir. This mysterious person also left this phone with a recorded message on it. We listened to it and it was a female's voice claiming to be the patient." The security guard said, holding out a mobile phone.
"What?" Ken's shoulder sagged, the fire in his eyes dimming as he collected the phone with a trembling hand. His pounding heart threatened to leap out any second.
Just then, the head security guard barged into the room, unannounced.
"Sir, we just finished checking the security footage from last night."
"And..." Ken raised a brow in annoyance.
"It seems someone accessed our security system and wiped the entire footage from 9:00 PM last night. Also, this person deactivated all the CCTV cameras in this room, the hallway, the elevator, the reception and the exit, programming it to resume recording at 5:00 AM this morning. This has got to be the work of a very good hacker." The security head reported, feeling useless at the moment.
"You all are incompetent fools." Ken roared, his eyes burning with a heat that could incinerate anything he gazed upon.
"We are sorry sir." They all bowed their head, trembling with fear.
"Get out! All of you." Ken bellowed, pointing at the door.
Instantly, everyone scrambled out of the room, their footsteps pounding against the tile, urgent and uneven, as if they could outrun the rage chasing them.