Chapter 7 - Enter the SurgeonDr. Robert Hayes stood in the doorway, and the look in his eyes promised that the world Marcus Thorne built was about to burn.
The Chief of Surgery at St. Jude’s stepped into the room, wearing his pristine white coat over black scrubs. He had been downstairs as a guest of honor, but the moment he crossed the threshold, the gala guest disappeared, replaced by the most powerful physician in the building. His eyes snapped from me to the bloodless terror appearing on Isabella’s face.
“What needs to happen right now,” Robert said, his voice dropping into an authoritative, lethal register, “is a Level One trauma response.”
“Dr. Hayes, this is just a misunderstanding—” Marcus began, attempting to regain control of the narrative.
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“It is a felony,” Robert snapped, his voice cracking like a whip. He pointed a finger at Marcus, then at Isabella. “I saw the entire assault on the corridor security monitor in the nurse’s station. If either of you says another word that delays my treatment, I will have hospital security physically remove you from this building in handcuffs.”
Then, Robert knelt beside me. The terrifying authority vanished, his voice dropping instantly into something incredibly gentle. “Khloe, look at me. Stay completely still.”
