He’d left Noah resting under a pediatric nurse’s care at Saint Jude Medical Center.

The drive across town took twenty minutes.

The silence in the car was no comfort at all.

He parked by the visitor curb.

The delivery trucks were already backed into the rear loading bays for the night.

Carla was standing by the glass front doors in her dark gray wool coat, holding a manila folder in her left hand.

Michael walked up the paved path.

The automatic doors stayed closed behind her.