She stepped into the elevator, her slender and well manicured finger pressing on the buttons to the third floor.
She hit her legs against the floors of the elevator impatiently as she waited for the elevator to stop at the floor.
It stopped, the double door opening gently.
Sahara stepped out, her face hardening as she turned to her right just like the receptionist had insisted.
She stopped just right in front of the operating room and pulled the door open, stepping into the room.
The cold engulfed her, the eyes of many hungry men rooted on her as she walked further.
''You must be here for the CCTV.'' One of the men said, breaking eye contact with her.
He walked towards her and gestured for her to come with him.
Sahara nodded, her steps poised as she followed behind him.
They stopped just beside a work table, a computer and a few wired devices scattered around the table.
''So you're here to check…?'' The man asked, staring up at her.
