open in front of him. Kisha had indeed received a wire transfer for two hundred thousand dollars last

narratives warred in his mind, creat

d in, screaming his name. Her left hand

against his desk, sobbing. "I was cuttin

cut was deep, bleeding profusely, but a quick inspection told him i

sense of responsibility. He saw

"Travis, get the car! We're g

cy room of St. Andrew's, Claude Guer

e of the tibia. Her lower leg bone was sh

I need your best orthopedic team and your top operating room. The patient is

d effect. Dr. Wallace immediately cleared his schedule and pre

d, her consciousness fading in and out. She grabbed Claude's

. "Don't worry, Anna. He'll

shut behind her, Jude York burst into the e

voice sharp with authority. "I am Jude York. I ne

ity stakeholders in the ho

urgical team is currently scrubbing in for

hing the nurses whispering about a young woman hit b

frantic. "Jude, my hand, it hurts so much! I think I'm going to

g his thoughts feel muffled and distant, as if they belonged to someone else. The confusion, the doubt,

down the surgery in OR Three. I want that en

Three has a crush injury. Delaying the procedure co

hally quiet. "I said, shut it down

irming details with the anesthesiologist, when D

mmered, his face pale. "Mr. York's orde

nsane? The patient is prepped and

York, holding Kisha, who was looking over his shoulder

re and undiluted, surged throu

o you have any idea what you're doing? You're g

ng the bloodstains on his shirt, a

eak and trembling. "Jude... that's him

s lover. The thought was a spark in

ontempt. "My decisions are not y