He was grateful for the silence, even if it was awkward and loaded and implied he was in the wrong. At least Evie wasn't shooting him the fish eye anymore.
Once the cab stopped, Jack got out and held the door for Evie, then tossed cash to the driver. He didn't know how long it would take to get Nick so he didn't ask the driver to wait; instead, he gestured at the hospital's entrance and followed Evie into the imposing building.
At the information counter, he flashed his best smile. "We're here for Nick Hollis. He was just discharged." The receptionist nodded and made a call, murmuring quietly on the phone before telling them: "He'll be down in a moment with his caseworker." Jack grinned as if relieved, but his heart was pounding with fear.