Amber’s POV
Before we could go, I felt obligated to head back to the clinic and run some tests. The water was the problem. Soon, I was absolutely sure.
Without medicine, I tried to make a few herb-related cures for the sick people, but soon, without the antibiotics, there was a limit to what I could do.
Fortunately, as I returned to the waiting room, I found Rafael on the phone, already coordinating the delivery of some goods.
When there was nothing else we could do, we headed out of the clinic in the direction of the address.
Jessica no longer thought we needed armed guards, so she let us travel without them.
We approached the house that the address led to. It seemed a nice enough place, in better condition than some, but still with a tarp over the roof.
With some discussion, R
