Total Destruction: A Game Of Fatal Obsession

The silence from A

blessing. They kept her mind away from the impending doom hanging over her head

off her bloody gloves. She had just assist

gave her a rare, approving smile. "Your suturing is getting faster. Keep this up, and I

in Francesca's chest. "Thank you,

eeling lighter than she had in weeks

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d at the end of the hall. Her face was grim. "The

A cold sweat broke out on

ick with tension. The Dean sat behind his massive mahogany desk. Next to him sat the Head of

s," the Dean said. H

the leather chair. Her stom

rding your conduct during an emergency room shift three weeks ago. The report alleges you administered

y against her ribs. "What? No! That's impossible.

nce showing that the patient's electronic medical record was altered to remove the allergy wa

tarted to spin. "Someone hacked my acco

ce heavy. "Pending a full investigation by the medical board, your residency is suspend

ord was a death sen

voice cracking. "You know my wor

Ms. Meyers," the HR

er fingers trembled as she unclipped

. Dr. Sallow was waiting by the elevators

sticated offshore routing network that spoofed your credentials. But the pressure coming down from the boa

ockets

ed their eyes as she walked out. She stepped out of the hospital doors

so violently she could barely unlock her phone. She went to

e first ring. He

a breathed, her voice vi

d of the line, a silence so cold and s

Anton said, his voice smooth as