g to 200

he defibrillator paddles onto Chloe's chest. Her body jerked violently on the table, a grotesque dan

thing a non-existent wrinkle on his sleeve. "What a drama queen, even at

m, a shadow of something unreadable passing through their depths. Then it was gone. He tur

anced back over her shoulder. She leaned in as if to

ost of Chloe's consciousness could hear it. "The baby isn't even yours, Preston. It was the resu

crate even the love Chloe had for her unborn child. In the black, silent void where Chlo

aid, his shoulders slumping in defeat.

phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a private number, one

rom the bed, his

s calm, devoid of inflection, but carried an immense weight of power. "Save Chloe Sull

lood ran cold. "Who is this?

ngle word. A name that seemed t

ox

laced by a primal fear and an immediate, unquestioning obedience. The medical community had whispers, legends of a shad

bark. "Forget the standard protocol! Get me the experimental

faintly. It stirred a long-dormant memory, a flash of a darkened room, of a

sed through her. On the monitor, the flat green line flickered. Onc

i

e beeping faded into a distant hum. Thr

ling, chaotic arrivals termina

more polished than he had three years ago, the CEO of Price Corpo

sighed dramatically. "Are you sure this Dr. Jocelyn is even arriving to

reefall. This 'Dr. Jocelyn' is the only person in the world who can treat Damien Sinclair's condi

, but in doing so, had lost the backing of a far greater power, the

y over the crowd of travelers. Suddenly, she froze. Her perfe

ze, his own eyes wideni

around her. Her clothes were simple-a black turtleneck and tailored trousers-but they fit her with an understated chic tha

no mista

three, with bright, unnervingly intelligen

terminal seeming to fade into the background. She slowly lifte

love, the trust that had once filled them was gone, replaced by

n said, her voice as smooth and

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