Chapter 54
Chapter 54
After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the hospital. The acrid smoke was still clinging to our bodies.
“What’s your relationship with the patient? If you’re not a legal guardian, visitation is prohibited.”
The nurse spoke with an annoyed expression, not even looking at us. Her computer screen was crowded with shopping catalogs.
“Young lady, will this do? Buy yourself some nice clothes.”
Gabriel skillfully took out a credit chip and offered it. The nurse indifferently reached out her hand, slipping the credit chip into her pocket.
Both seemed accustomed to this sort of exchange.
“Mr. Noma is in Room 401.”
The name of Tora’s associate we were looking for was Ken Noma. He had previously served as Tora’s dedicated bodyguard.
When we entered the hallway with patient rooms, a musty odor—a mix of medications and body odor—hung in the air. Behind the closed doors, occasional moans resembling screams leaked out.
A mental hospital was essentially a prison designed for isolation. If they truly intended to treat patients, they wouldn’t put them in a place like this.
I stood before Room 401. With a clanking sound, the heavy lock opened.