Kamil sent Yakup to Doctor Moreno’s home to see if he had returned, while he rode to the hospital where he had left them two days before. He galloped over the Pera hill, across the New Bridge and along the Golden Horn to Eyüp, and burst into the hospital director’s office.
The director looked up from his ledger, and his furrowed face broke into a smile. “Ah, you’re back. I hope you’ve found your brother-in-law.” He squinted at Kamil’s face and sighed. “Bad news then. I was afraid of that. Burn wounds are so-”
Kamil interrupted. “Where are they? Where did you send them?”
The director frowned. “To Üsküdar. A family took him away, thinking he was their relative. The orderly didn’t record the move, so we didn’t have more specific information. Why? Has something happened?”
But Kamil was already out the door, cursing.