The woman in front of Isaac struggled to divert her gaze, seemingly wrestling with some internal urge.
She then offered a stiff smile and nodded at Isaac. "Sir, please follow me..."
The woman, clad in high heels, led Isaac up the stairs to the fourth floor and into a narrow room filled with cleaning supplies and miscellaneous items. This place was clearly unsuitable for tending to a wound.
She turned and shut the door once Isaac entered.
"This is..." Isaac feigned surprise.
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