Mrs. Huxley

Clara approached Mrs. Mary, her voice calm and collected. "Excuse me," she said. "I'm here to see Marcellus."

Mrs. Mary's tone was curt as she replied, "He's not here," and turned to leave.

But Clara wasn't ready to give up. She reached out and gently grabbed Mrs. Mary's arm. "Please, where is he?" she asked urgently.

Mrs. Mary glanced down at Clara's hand on her arm and then back up at her face. Clara quickly realized her mistake and removed her hand. "Sorry," she said.

Without meeting Clara's eyes, Mrs. Mary answered, "Mr. Huxley is in the hospital. He got into an accident earlier today."

Clara was shocked. "What?" she exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand. "Which hospital?"

"Global health hospital, We're on our way there," Mrs. Mary said, already walking towards the car with James beside her.

"Please, can I come with you?" Clara pleaded.

Mrs. Mary hesitated for a moment, still angry with Clara but recognizing that it wouldn't be fair to turn away her boss's visitor. "Come wit