thick stack of papers

She flipped straight to the back pages and aggressive

lipboard down on

or standing behind the counter. "If Corrine Ratcliff dies in that room, the

zing hour

lly, the red light above the op

s blue scrubs were covered in massive, dark red bloodst

tic waiting chair. She ran o

ve?" Eleano

vered twins. A boy and a girl. The boy's we

pped. A small, relieved

ession didn't change

voice grim. "Her lungs are severely underdeveloped. She's in

the OR doors opened again. Two nurses ra

the size of Eleanor's hand. Her skin was a terrifying shade of purple

It felt like a giant han

as the nurses pushed the incubator down the

turned back to Dr. Finch. "

suffered uterine atony after the delivery.

stopped

oss sent her into deep hemorrhagic shock. She is in the ICU. We are mo

ed wall until she hit the floor. She buried her face

i

tion sound came

as an alert from her special Twitter follows. Cristofer

e screen. The text w

They were simply enjoying a beautiful weekend together at a privat

of Cristofer and Arielle clinking champa

nd. Then she looked down the hall at the flashing red

nding rage shot str

rned and hurled it as hard as she could at a massive, a

AS

nds of sharp ceramic shar

e security guards rea

he pointed at the brok

e empty air, her teeth grinding togethe

ulled a solid metal American Express Black Car

urity VIP penthouse suite on the

ed, intimidated

her eyes completely dead, "if anyone with the last name Clarke st

the NICU. She stood outside the large glass window, st

ag. She dialed the encrypted number

red imme

voice as sharp as a razor. "Find out exactly what happened last

e hospital window began to slow, but Elean