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Chapter 7

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rtment in Queens, took a quick hot shower,

top and logged into an encrypted dark-web

fering eight-figure sums for a single consultation, she clicked on an

onventional drugs aren't holding her anymore-you ne

forehead, she grabbed a plain brown paper bag containing an insulated cold-cha

ital, slipping up from the underground parking garage th

ver doors of the private VIP elevator slid shut ten feet away-carrying the exact m

r silhouette in a black cap out of the corner of his eye, his brows knitting

sandra took the B-wing stairs up to the eighth floor and stopped outside

sly lax-exactly why Julian had buried his off-the-books neuro-research here. Inside, Professor Julian Ha

ou're fina

ding him the brown paper bag as she pulled off

chain vial of blue liquid, his eye

ound you developed as The Surgeon? The

medical world knew that a disgraced dropout working as a part-time

three months. Within that window, I need to secure

board won't suspect a thing," Julian promised, his gaze softening as he looked at her pale

kicks in," Casandra cut in smoothly, sidestepp

ut of the office and headed down the h

in the A-wing across the courtyard, the chief cardio

solute medical miracle! Whoever performed street-side first a

is long fingers tapping th

illating heart! Only two top laboratories in the world are even theorizing this technique-

turned his head toward the fam

did this wom

ked to be in her early twenties, very slim... but the rain was too heavy. I ne

early twenties. And a keychain the old man

d-but the memory refused to fit. He had been close enough to count her lashes that night, and she had carrie

a cold internal scoff. She c

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