d out. Tonight, it felt like it was drilling into my skull. It was 2 a.m., the tail end of

pager went off, a shrill, insistent beep.

," my charge nurse, Maria, said as I walke

y stomach tightening. Personal w

ing doors, I heard the nurses

. The hot profess

' s his student. Lo

le three, my steps feeling heavy, mechan

edge of the bed. He was holding the hand of a

as C

' d handpicked, the one I' d told Julian all about, so proud of her amb

usually so composed, flickered with s

nding up quickly, bloc

anging from the foot of the bed. Alcoh

n?" My voice was qui

down. Chloe was at a party, she got scared. She cal

"Not 911? Not her friends?

ng into that familiar, condescending tone he used when he thought I was

e attending? Make sure this is handled quietly. We can' t have an official

of another woman' s perfume, asking me to compromise my profession

to his face, his ha