ROGERIO

We made our way to the hospital, where Maria had been admitted. Finding it wasn’t the hard part. That was public knowledge at this point. Getting in, on the other hand... now that was something else.

If I wasn’t already angry enough, I could feel my frustration tipping over as the nurse at the reception desk shook her head.

“I’m sorry, sir, but we can’t give out information to non-family members.”

I looked at her like she had grown an extra head, resisting the urge to ask if she knew who she was speaking to. Somehow, I had a feeling that even if she did, it wouldn’t change anything....