Hospital policy. Cameron's face twisted at that and he let out an audible snort. "Not even when the victim says 'it was a vampire' huh? Awesome policy." He was going to have to have words with someone about that because the press sure as hell knew that it'd been a vampire. Like something like that would go down to Amanda Blake, his girl, without some serious shit getting stirred up. The worst part was that the vampire who'd done it probably knew that. Maybe even wanted it. And that made it all that much worse.
Standing, Cameron stretched out, feeling his bones groan at the movement. "If you're going on break are you maybe leading the way to the cafeteria? If it's even open now. I could use a cup of coffee." Maybe even something to eat because his stomach wasn't all that happy with the way that he'd been ignoring it most of the day. Eating just seemed like one of those things he didn't need to do when Amanda was like this. Making sure she was alright was way more important.
Cameron wasn't always the unfeeling bastard half the population painted him out to be.