As Kang leads me away from the reception desk, I can see the confusion and concern etched on his face. He stops abruptly, turning to face me.
"Detective," he begins, his voice low, "what exactly are you doing here?"
I open my mouth to respond, but before I can, I see a flicker of realization cross Kang's features. His eyes widen slightly, and he lets out a soft "Ah" of understanding.
"Wait here," he says suddenly, his tone brooking no argument. "I need to take care of something first."
I watch as Kang turns and quickly wheels the elderly woman back into the hospital, trying to piece together what's happening. How does Kang fit into all of this?
I wait in the lobby, my eyes fixed on the corridor where Kang disappeared with the elderly woman. Minutes tick by, stretching into an uncomfortable length of time. Kang doesn't return.
