"We meet again." Isak feigned a smile as he held open the door. "To what do we owe this visit?"
"I'll like to see the doctor. Is he in?" Albert asked, not bothering to return the smile.
"Yes. But I'm afraid he's a little under the weather. Basically in no shape to receive visitors."
Albert turned to glance back at the other car in the driveway. Isak followed his line of sight but didn't say anything. "The plate on that car seems familiar." He squinted as if in thought. "Does it perhaps belongs to Ms. Kyla Odin?"
"Yes, it does. But like I said, the doctor is in no condition to receive visitors."
"I take it that miss Kyla isn't a visitor then?"
"No. She's not."
"Hmm," Albert nodded then stretched out his hand. "I didn't quite catch your name?"
"That's because I didn't quite give it." Isak shook the hand and said, "My friends call me Isak."
"Isak," Albert murmured as if searching
