Chapter 4 - THE ARREST WARRANTThe operating room doors flew open.
Two hospital security guards, acting on Dr. Vance's direct orders, rushed forward and grabbed Emily by her arms.
"Get your hands off me!" Emily demanded, trying to pull away.
"You are trespassing in a secure surgical facility and spreading malicious, slanderous conspiracy theories against the chief of surgery," Dr. Vance declared loudly, stepping out into the hallway. "Security, escort her out to the street and confiscate her phone. She’s clearly unstable."
"Wait!"
A gravelly, weak voice echoed from inside the operating room.
Dr. Vance stopped.
The heavy doors pushed open further. Lorenzo Moretti was sitting up on the surgical table, an IV line in his arm, his face pale but his eyes burning with absolute, lethal fury. He had ripped the oxygen mask from his face.
"Don't... touch her," Lorenzo rasped, his voice cutting through the corridor like a knife.
"Lorenzo, you should be under anesthesia!" Dr. Vance stammered nervously. "The operation—"
"The operation is canceled," Lorenzo interrupted, swinging his legs over the side of the table. He stood up, towering over Dr. Vance despite his weakness. "And you, Richard... pack your things. You're fired."
"You can't fire me! The board—"
"The board answers to me," Lorenzo snarled. He looked directly at the security guards holding Emily. "Let her go, or I will personally strip every single asset your families own before the sun rises."
The guards instantly dropped their arms and backed away in terror.
Lorenzo walked past them, stepping into the hallway. He stopped right in front of Emily, looking down at her with a mix of deep remorse and profound gratitude.
"You warned me," Lorenzo whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "At the restaurant... you tried to save me, and I mocked you."
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"I was just doing my job, Mr. Moretti," Emily said quietly, rubbing her wrists where the guards had grabbed her. "Though your table manners could use some work."
A faint, tired smile touched the corners of Lorenzo’s mouth. Then he turned his gaze back to Dr. Vance. "Marcus, call the FBI. Tell them we have a corporate assassin working in the hospital."
