Chapter 7 - The Attending Physician Avoids Explaining Fresh Wounds
Back in Elena’s room, a different doctor—Dr. Vance—stood by the IV pole adjusting the saline drip rate with nervous fingers.
Caleb pushed the door open, his sharp eyes catching the subtle way the physician flinched at his sudden entry.
“Doctor, you were the one who signed off on my wife’s initial hospital admittance when she supposedly suffered a massive stroke,” Caleb stated coldly.
Dr. Vance turned around, offering a tight, professional smile that failed to reach his sweating brow.
“Mr. Vance, sudden cerebral hemorrhages often present with atypical neurological symptoms in younger patients,” the doctor recited smoothly.
“Is that also why her wrists had deep rope burns and her fingernails were caked in oak wood splinters from the inside of a coffin?” Caleb demanded.
The doctor dropped his clipboard onto the bedside table, the papers scattering across the white linoleum floor.
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“I... I was assured by the board directors that the transition of assets would be handled without violence,” Dr. Vance stammered.
Before Caleb could grab the corrupt physician by his collar, the hospital room door swung open with a heavy thud.
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