Deep into the night, Stivel Hospital remained brightly lit. Professor Manst, working overtime, sat in the lounge sipping hot coffee, patiently awaiting his distinguished guest.
Everything has its price. In exchange for a generous donation, staying up late was hardly unacceptable. Although scheduling it at such an ungodly hour was rather frustrating, the dedicated Professor Manst was already used to it. After all, matters that couldn't see the light of day were better handled in the dark—though the fact that Mr. Alders had set the meeting time just before dawn still made him want to complain.
The sound of a car echoed outside. Professor Manst drained his bitter cup of coffee in one gulp, patted his cheeks to snap himself back to alertness, put on a practiced, professional smile, and walked toward the entrance of Stivel Hospital.
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