A woman behind the counter directly in front of the entrance to the hospital let out a tired yawn. She wiped away a drop of tear that had escaped her eyes, and looked in the direction a stretcher with a group of medical personnel had gone past just moments ago.
'Whose bigshot's daughter is that now?' She wondered, pity lining her face as she shook her head. 'Rich kids these days… they don't know how to be careful…'
A few seconds after that thought, the glass doors to the hospital slid open and a tall man walked in. He wore a black face cap and a nose mask hung at the base of his chin.
The clothes he was wearing were ordinary, but one look at him and the woman already recognized who he was.
She stiffened and sucked in a sharp breath. Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. 'Are my eyes deceiving me or–'
"Good–good morning, Mister Berger!" She greeted Eitan immediately he stopped in front of the counter.
