April cornered a doctor for more details on Mark's condition.

"We're just taking precautions, Agent Dancer. The blade that cut him was filthy and we don't want infection setting in."

Thanking him, April started back toward their office, preoccupied and not really paying much attention to the others in the corridor. At least not until someone moved to block her path. Stopping, April sighed almost silently. She was not in the mood for this.

"Excuse me."

Her attempt to side-step around him was blocked.

"What's your hurry? We should get to know each other better."