London
Early The Next Day
“Please, can you help me? I’m here to see my husband.”
The petite woman approached the nursing station, shattered by the news. She wondered why her husband hadn’t come home for dinner or even called during the day. It was not unlike Farrokh to work late into the night, but he would always check on her throughout the day and, at the very least, ask about their children. When he never came home the night before, she worried about him, called his office, but no one answered. After calling a few coworkers, no one knew where he was even though they knew her husband was at a deposition for some unknown case in America.
Concerned that he may have gotten into a car accident on the way home, she called the neighboring hospitals only to find out that her husband was in
