"She's having a session. She can't be disturbed." Riley replied, not giving a hoot to whatever they wanted to tell Anderson.
Ignas was about to take the lady aside and privately explain the situation when George blurted out, "Her son overdosed himself about few hours ago, he's been confirmed dead."
There was a collective gasp around the room. Phones were kept aside, magazines dropped, and two patients or more walked out of the door within seconds of each other. Ignas couldn't keep count.
Riley took a moment to recover from her shock before offering, "I'll go get her."
Ignas stopped her, saying, "I'll tell her. Just take me to her office."
The younger woman exhaled with relief. "Thank you."
George was at Ignas's heels as they followed the girl down the hallway leading to the office.
