Dylan slipped into the car parked outside the hospital. Justin, sitting in the front seat, held up a tablet, showing the surveillance footage from the hospital. "I've been reviewing the footage," he said seriously. "So far, nothing out of the ordinary, but it'll take some time to go through everything thoroughly."
"Keep looking," Dylan commanded. "Something is off about all of this. I'm sure Dr. Fisher is involved somehow. Make sure to dig into his background as well."
Justin nodded, acknowledging the seriousness of the situation. "Got it, sir. We'll leave no stone unturned."
Dylan leaned back on the seat, closing his eyes. "Any update from the office?" he asked, his fingers pressing against his forehead.
"Everything is going smoothly there. The rumors have been shut down for now. No more whispers about Ava Madam."
Dylan sighed, a small measure of relief crossing his features. "Good. Let's head to the office now."