INT. - ST. BONIFACE HOSPITAL - AFTERNOON
Ray dropped her frivolous mood as she climbed into the front seat of Gerri's car, realizing they were now in a position where the detective could grill her on her whereabouts this morning. But, to her relief, Gerri seemed more focused on her own thoughts, barely saying a word the short drive to St. Boniface Hospital.
Knowing she'd dodged a bullet she'd likely have to take eventually, Ray followed her into the elevator and up to the pediatrics ward. Ray hated peds worst of all, had avoided it as best she could in medical school. She adored children, but the floor was often full of sweet young faces who she knew would die far too young. Too softhearted for her own good, according to Mummy. She needed to toughen up.