Alejandro navigated through several dangerous crossroads and finally returned to the hospital. Worried that someone might notice him after leaving Hunter's place, he didn't choose to eat at that restaurant. Now, back at the hospital, he realized he hadn't had dinner yet. Unfortunately, it was already late, and to ensure his safety, he didn't want to leave the hospital. He bought some snacks from the vending machine in the corridor and headed back to the ward.
"Alejandro, Jimmy brought tacos, want some?" Carlos noticed him coming in and pointed to the food on the small table.
"Great, I thought I'd be stuck eating chips tonight. Jimmy's back?" Alejandro approached the table. Although the tacos were completely cold, they were certainly much better than the chips and chocolate in his hands.
While eating the taco, Alejandro walked over to the next room. Four people occupied two wards, and the hospital hadn't said anything. Money really made the difference.
