"Sure," she said clearing her voice, turning to me, "we just need an accurate account of where it happened, and who all was involved. We need to find the person or persons who abandoned this child."

"I will be more than happy to help in anyway I can."

We sat in the office for an hour talking in great detail about what happened. I gave them Nadia’s number so she can speak with them. I offered them a visit to the gallery to check the security video of the loading dock. They scheduled a time for later in the early evening to come by.

"How is the baby," I asked the nurse who admitted the child as I reach the nurse’s desk.

"He’s doing fine, better than expected."

"Is there anyway we can see him," I asked and Tina looked at me, "he doesn’t have anybody. I just want him to know that there is someone out there that cares."

"Sure," she said with a smile. We followed her through the ER and down two long hallways to the children’s center. We entered the NICU and she took us to his room. He was laying in a bassinet, baby Doe on his name card and he was sleeping, swaddled in a blanket. His sitter smiled at us as we stood on either side of him. I ran my fingers over his little face and he stirred a bit, Tina was smiling down at him. He didn’t make a sound. He was resting comfortably, until his little eyes opened slightly and he began to cry.

"It must be time for a diaper change," the sitter said and uwrapped him. His little arms and legs stretched out.

"Wow, he’s long."

"Yeah, he’s about twenty-four inches, the doctor thinks he might grow to be at least six-five," she said removing the dirty diaper.

"My goodness you could be a basketball star, yes you could," I said in baby talk and he smiled.

We talked a bit while she continued to change his diaper. He was a cute baby, he’d no doubt grow up to be a handsome man. Tina was running her finger down his arm, when his little hand latched onto her finger. She froze for a moment, and then looked up at me. I knew that look time and time again. And I knew, she was going to get her way.