Chapter 2: The Digital Lockdown
Dr. Aris slipped into the small, private office behind the triage desk. He pulled the USB drive from his pocket. It was a sleek, encrypted device, nothing like the cheap trinkets sold in gift shops. He slid it into his medical tablet, bypassing the hospital’s firewall with a quick keystroke.
As the files loaded, the doctor’s breath hitched. There were no medical records here. Instead, there was a series of video files, time-stamped, and a folder of financial documents. He clicked the first video. It was a hidden camera shot of Elena’s kitchen. He watched in horror as Mark, the "loving husband," meticulously measured a clear, odorless liquid into Elena’s evening tea. The timestamp was from only three hours ago.
Dr. Aris didn't need to see more. He reached for the emergency phone, his fingers flying over the keypad.
"Security," the doctor said, his voice dropping to a low, lethal command. "Lock down the building. No one enters, and absolutely no one leaves. Secure the ER entrance—specifically the man in the charcoal suit. Do not let him near the patient. I repeat, do not let him near her."
He stood up, his face drained of color. He stepped out of the office and into the bustling chaos of the ER, his eyes scanning the floor. He saw Mark standing by the gurney, his posture changing from fake concern to aggressive impatience. Mark was gripping the gurney rail, his knuckles white. He looked like a man who knew his timeline was running out.
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The doctor marched straight toward him, his presence radiating an authority that made the security guards behind him move with purpose.
"He didn't drug her," Dr. Aris said, his voice booming over the sound of the monitors. "He’s poisoning her."
