chapter 88- Shards of memories

Enoch strode into the hospital, his bright eyes scanning up and down the sterile, highly-lit corridor. The place was silent except for the sound of faraway footsteps and humming overhead lights. He set off down the corridor towards the doctor's office, with quick purpose.

He knocked at the door. From inside, he heard a muffled voice. "Working hours are over. Please return tomorrow."

Enoch didn't wait for an invitation and opened the door, catching the doctor in mid-bite of a sandwich. The look on the doctor's face changed from surprise to one of irritation. "I thought I said working hours are over."

Enoch's expression remained cool. "Not for me. I need some information, and I am willing to pay for it."

The doctor's eyes narrowed. "We don't release patient information to outsiders like that."

Enoch dragged out a thick wad of cash, setting it on the desk. "Here's $50,000. Just give me a few minutes."

The doctor frowned deeper but clearly couldn't resist the sight of the money. He
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