Dean Baker was shaking all over and saw Christine looking straight at him again, staring at him furiously.
"All right, everyone, disperse, and in the future, if there is any such thing, just report it. The Baker-owned hospital will not tolerate this kind of thing!" Dean Baker's seriously taut face bore some resemblance to his former life.
Cold, chilling, lonely, unpredictable.
His eyes fell in front of Christine, stepping forward and lowering his voice, "Christine, you can pick up the report tomorrow. I still have some data that I haven't measured, and you need to wait."
Christine Stock agreed and didn't care. Instead she touched the powder box Larissa had given her and held it out to him, "I'd like you to measure out what the makeup is in this box?"
Dean Baker took it and his eyes flashed, "Okay, it'll take a week. I will tell you as soon as I'm done looking into it. What do you want to do about Larissa? What she has done before isn't enough to constitute a criminal offense and there isn't enough evidence. Do we need Frank's help!"
If Frank made a move, it's definitely not just to keep Larissa n from being a doctor, but to completely keep Larissa from seeing the light of day for the rest of her life, or even...from seeing the sun tomorrow!