Wilson's POV
I watched Irina emerge from the operating room, my mind racing. The Specter Healer was supposed to be inside that OR. This hospital belonged to the Gallagher family—their security was ironclad. No way they'd let random people waltz in.
A knowing smile tugged at my lips. Irina was definitely hiding more than a few secrets.
Flynn burst through the doors just then. "Sorry everyone, but the Specter Healer already left. Please move along—our patient needs rest."
Irina gestured to the nurses, directing them to wheel Tilda toward the recovery room.
The crowd wasn't buying it.
Louise rolled her eyes. "Right. We've been standing here the entire time. Nobody walked out."
Others joined in immediately.
"Kid, stop lying to us."
"We're desperate people looking for the Specter Healer's help. Quit blocking us."
"We waited forever and saw nobody leave. The Specter Healer's still in there."
