Chapter 13 - A Rogue Nurse Confesses To Falsifying Death Certificates
The figure pinning Sheriff Miller to the linoleum floor was Elena Rostova, her hair disheveled and her eyes wild with panic.
“Don't let them kill him!” Elena yelled, wrenching the service pistol out of the sheriff’s grip and tossing it across the room.
Marcus Vance lunged for the weapon, but a small figure dashed into the room from the hallway.
It was little Ellie, holding a heavy metal IV pole like a baseball bat, swinging it directly at Marcus’s shins.
Marcus cried out in pain, collapsing onto his knees as the heavy steel rod connected solidly with his bone.
“Nobody hurts my daddy!” Ellie screamed with a fierce, terrifying courage that shocked everyone in the room.
Nathan stirred on the bed, his eyes snapping open fully as he took in the chaotic scene surrounding him.
“Marcus... you bastard,” Nathan muttered, sitting up with an unnatural surge of adrenaline.
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“You’re too late, Nathan,” Marcus gritted through his pain, a bloody smile crossing his pale face. “The board already owns the county.”
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