Derrick weaved through the throngs of people inside. Nurses were overwhelmed as they fielded questions, with some nearly in tears. One doctor stormed down the hallway, shouting into a radio.
"We need backup here! I don't care what it takes, just get more security!"
Derrick gritted his teeth as he heard a woman's voice rise in desperation. "I'll pay any price, anything! Just tell me where he is!"
It was clear that everyone who had seen the viral video had flocked here for the same reason as Derrick. But they weren't his concern. 'Tara… she's my priority. I need to find this man so he can help my Tara...'
He pushed forward to the reception desk. The woman behind it was pale and visibly shaken with her hair disheveled. She was arguing with someone when Derrick interrupted.
"Excuse me, ma'am," Derrick said. His voice, though rough, had a calm steadiness to it. "I need to speak with someone in charge here. Please."
"Sir, if this is about—"