When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 162

The next day, bright and early, Eliana showed up at the hospital with an elderly lady in tow.

Unsure if Marilyn would recognize me, Eliana planned to have me wait outside just in case.

Finally getting through the long line, Eliana came back fuming with the registration slip in hand.

"Can you believe this? A scalper sold a specialist's appointment for a grand?"

"If I knew this was such a cash cow, I'd bring a lawn chair and camp out here daily."

Listening to her rant, I couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety in my stomach.

If my dad's situation was indeed tied to Garfield, then wouldn't Marilyn recognize me too?

Eventually, we decided I'd wait in the hallway while Eliana checked if there was anything off about Marilyn.

Eliana’s appointment wasn't until noon, and it was a good while before she and the elderly lady reappeared.

"How did it go?"

Eliana steadied the elderly lady, signaling me to step aside.

"The lady is alright, regular medication and rest should do her good."

"Dr. Thompson's patients are mostly terminal cases. Most people I saw were there out of desperation, and surgery might not even help."

"But Dr. Thompson is kind. She’s warm to everyone, regardless of their financial status, unlike other specialists."

She gave me a meaningful look, and I nodded in understanding.

If patients came from all over, the chances of their crimes being linked back to them were slim. Besides their illnesses, the police wouldn't find any connections.

Moreover, these individuals must've sought treatment far and wide, making it impossible to link their crimes directly to Marilyn.

Especially since Marilyn was known for her equal treatment and compassion. If I were in dire straits, I'd probably go out of my way for someone who cared for my condition too.

Just as we were about to leave, someone bumped into me.