shadows into the hospital lobby. My shift was over,

was more than just physical. The glass doors slid open, and I wa

d fury. She was a formidable woman, a high-powered lawyer whose reputatio

hocked and concerned, were

inting a trembling finger at me. "T

eyes, cold as ice,

r voice low and dangerous. "An

od ran

revented it. I had

I stammered, my carefully co

was a picture of disappointment, a performance he had perfected. "We all know

She must have done something... taken it out

had been reset. If I couldn't be framed fo

bby into a crime scene. The story was spun with practiced ease by Mol

obby, while Molly looked on with fake tears in her eye

ke a nightmare repeating itself. As they put me in the back

look of

roken, hysterical woman from

ogation room. The detective, a tired-looking man na

prized show dog is dead from an overdose of sed

fear replaced by a

," I said. "But

it wasn't a simple act of revenge. It was a pr

hone call from Molly, her specific instructio

of emergency work, kicking in. "The call came in at approximately 11:40 PM. You'l

him about my

e hospital computer. I have a timestamped video showing that I directly diso

d at me, a flicker of

your frie

wanted the dog dead, and she wanted me to take the fall

t negligence. It was attempted murder, followed by a

me for a long moment,

footage from City Pet Emergency," he said into the

t was shifting, turning back onto the people who