Yet security records suggested that someone using her credentials had entered a restricted corridor that afternoon.
By evening, the police had located her at an abandoned medical building that had once belonged to the hospital.
She agreed to speak to us.
When Mamdouh and I entered the small interview room, Dr. Samar was sitting with her hands folded on the table. She looked exhausted, but she did not appear surprised to see us.
She looked at me for a long moment.
“You’re Camelia,” she said.
“Yes. And I want to know what happened to my children.”
She lowered her eyes.
“I know how this looks. But I did not enter that hospital to steal your baby.”
“Then why were you there?” Mamdouh demanded.
“Because I discovered that the pregnancy records had been mishandled, and I was trying to prevent a terrible mistake.”
Dr. Hisham, who had accompanied us, stepped forward.
