Susan looked at the door from time to time. She was waiting for him. She knew he must know where she was since his assistant was there for her.
"He is not coming. He still doesn't know you are here" seeing how she was waiting eagerly, he could only answer her.
He could somehow understand the anxiety of waiting for someone who may not appear.
"What do you mean he is not coming? Where is he? Is he alright?" she held Randy's hand tightly, expressing all her fear.
"He is alright for now, but I don't know for how long," Randy finally said, and he assured her.
"Our men are following behind them closely, so everything will go as planned," Randy said, sitting down on the chair beside the bed.
The room was well furnished. He wondered if all the hospital rooms were like that. It seemed luxurious.
It has a comfortable bed, a cooking area, a bathroom, and a lounge. Looking around, he thought that it would be the best hospital in the country with the amenities it has been equipped with.
