The door was locked. Jorick knocked to get the attention of a lady in scrubs. She gave him a long once over through the window before she cracked the door. "What do you want?"
Jorick met her eyes and her shoulders relaxed. With a nod, she opened the door, then motioned them to follow her. They passed a desk where another woman sat, her attention on her phone. Without looking up, she asked, "Who was it, Carolyn?"
"Visitors," their guide murmured.
"If you say so."
Katelina wasn't sure if the nurse's indifference was a product of Jorick, or the game she was playing.
Carolyn led them to her mother's room and motioned them inside. Though the lights were off, Katelina could see fine. Her mom lay in a small bed, eyes closed, head still wrapped in bandages. She wore an oxygen mask and an IV was hooked to one arm.