The rain was lashing against my car windshield when my phone shrieked at 1:45 a.m. I almost didn't pick up, but the caller ID said Dr. Priya Shah.
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Chapter 7 / 10
Chapter 7 - THE CONFRONTATION"Why her?" Graham roared, his voice echoing off the concrete walls. "She’s an eight-year-old girl!"
"She’s an asset!" Dominic shot back, pulling a small handgun from his waistband. "You spend all your time building legacies, Graham. I’m the one who actually understands how to keep them. You were too sentimental. I was just doing what was necessary to survive."
I stepped out from behind the door, my phone recording everything. "You weren't surviving. You were murdering a child for a ledger."
Dominic’s smirk faded. "The nurse. The meddling little nurse."
