flash

Chapter 8 - THE SURGEON’S CHOICEI didn't hesitate. I pulled my medical kit from my tactical vest—I had come prepared for a procedure. I didn't reach for a gun; I reached for the central power line that fed the synthetic liver module.

"If you cut that," the administrator warned, "the synthetic organ will fail. He’ll die."

"If I leave it," I said, looking at my son, "he’s already dead."

Graham stood in front of me, taking the bullets from the guards who had just entered the room. "Do it, Owen! Save him!"

May you like

Other posts