Ivy opened the file she had retrieved from her father's study. Though it had been three years and the papers had gone a little yellow at the edges, it was still in good condition. She scanned through the list on each sheet.
The nas of the victims were listed under the hospital they had been operated in and it was in a chronological order. There were twenty-three hospitals in total. All the doctor's nas were also ntioned in it, beside the patient they had operated on. She went through each hospital's list and noted the doctor's na. Every ti the na repeated, she added a plus next to it. There were fifty-six doctors and the most number of patients was handled by a person nad, George Hardin. He had operated on 67 cases.
After going through the entire file, she opened her laptop to make a search on the hospitals on the internet. She found that all the hospitals recorded in the file had been closed and their dical license had been canceled in the last three years after her father disappeared, except for one hospital. It was the Royal Health Care Hospital. She rembered at once that it was the sa hospital where she and Aria had gone to et the nurse who had proclaid to have seen her father.
"Wow, who could have done this?" New results on the case had been obtained now and Ivy was a little excited. She continued to explore more about the hospitals and found interesting things about them. All those hospitals had been opened for less than a decade before they were forced to shut down. She went through the trustee's nas and managent of all the hospitals. She discovered that in every hospital's managent, there was a person with the surna Gris. But all the first nas were different. So were females, while so were males.
"Are these people from the sa family?" Ivy wondered, making a note of the surna Gris on her notepad. She then typed the na Gris on the Internet in hopes of getting so information. Unfortunately, there was no data about it. She thought of searching about the doctors listed in the file. Just like the Gris, there was no information about them.
Ivy stretched her hands. She had been sitting on the chair for quite a long ti. Her neck had gone sore and her legs had beco numb. She got up and went to the kitchen. She prepared herself a cup of hot chocolate and sat on the sofa in the hall. She switched on the TV and surfed through the channels. There was nothing eye-catching. The news channels were repeating the telecast of the President's press et. She had seen most of the movies that were being played. So, she switched to a business channel. One of the channels was reporting the rise and fall of currency while another channel was displaying the top 10 businessn in the country. This imdiately caught her fancy.
Ivy folded her legs and held her cup of hot chocolate, looking intently at the TV screen.
It was now the turn for the top 3 businessn to be announced. Ivy took a sip of the hot chocolate, but imdiately chocked on it when she heard who was holding the third position. It was Joshua Martin. She had sensed that he was not a normal person on their first et. But she did not know that he was this rich and influential. She did not know much about him and it was not her mistake. Joshua had remained low-key and not many people had seen his face or known about his business. It was only in the recent months, when one of the video gas his company had launched beca famous at an international level, that people started observing his every move.
The second place was held by an anonymous person. Nobody knew who he was or what he looked like. They did not even know his na. It was only revealed that he owned the pharmaceutical company, Royal Pharmaceuticals. He was also the Director of the Royal Health Care Hospital.
Ivy's mouth dropped open slightly in surprise. She ran to her room, while the TV was still on and was declaring Noah Allen Carter to be the sole winner by being first in the ranking.
Ivy opened the search engine again and typed Royal Pharmaceuticals. She found all about it, the date when it was started, its net investnts, annual profits, the dicines they manufactured. But she could not find anything related to who operated it. As she had heard on the TV, there was no ntion of the person who owned it. She then searched about Royal Health Care hospital. Just like the previous result, she couldn't get the na of the person she wanted. She also noted that there was no person having a surna Gris on the managent.
Ivy pulled her hair in frustration. Even though she had got various leads, none of them connected properly. "First there is the Gris and I don't know where to find them. Next there is this anonymous Director who was my Dad's doctor. But nobody even knows his na, let alone see his face. Who should I approach for help now?" Ivy muttered dropping her head on the table with a loud thud. Joshua's face crossed her mind at the next instant.
"Yes. I could ask for his help. Maybe he could help dig out information on the Gris. Yes." Ivy picked her phone to make a call to Joshua. However, she realized it was quite late. So, she thought of giving him a call in the morning. She then continued her search on the case. She rembered the docunt given to her by Max. It was a case of a similar type. She pulled her backpack and removed the docunt. She read the docunt and there was only one instance ntioned in it. She typed the na of the clinic referred to in it, Good City Clinic. There was nothing significant about it except for the fact that it was less than six months old. She could find no further information on it.
Ivy closed her laptop and sighed. Everything was just like a puzzle with a lot of missing pieces. She knew that now only Joshua could help her. She groaned thinking about the flirt.
"It's okay. You are doing for your Dad. Just endure him for a while." Ivy patted her heart as she knew she could do nothing about it.
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