Chapter 15
Author: Cy Pen
last update2026-08-09 23:39:23

At that moment director Hale waved his hand dismissively, his patience already worn thin from the evening's events.

"I don't have any interest in it," he said sharply, not even bothering to look at the young doctor. "Whatever it is, you can wait. When I'm less busy, I'll come check it out myself later."

The doctor didn't move.

He stayed exactly where he was, his body still bent in that respectful bow, but there was something in his posture—a tension, an urgency—that suggested he had no intentio
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