Bruce stepped back into the hallway, his eyes scanning for a nurse, a doctor, anyone who could tell them what had happened. A young nurse with a clipboard was passing by, and Bruce stepped into her path."Excuse me," he said in a calm voice. "The boy who was in Room 412. Where was he transferred to?"The nurse looked at the empty room, then turned her gaze back to Bruce. "Oh, that boy? He was moved to the public ward on the second floor. Room 217."Lucy came out of the room, her complexion pale. "What? Why would they do that? Under whose orders?"The nurse shifted uncomfortably. "You'll need to speak with the head doctor about that. Dr. Morrison. His office is on the third floor."She started to leave, but Lucy caught her arm. "Wait—please. My son needs to be isolated. His immune system—""I'm sorry," the nurse said, pulling her arm free. "I'm just following orders. Speak with Dr. Morrison."She hurried away, her footsteps echoing down the corridor.Lucy stood frozen, her hands shaki