FIFTEEN DOCTORS WATCHED THE MAFIA BOSS’S NEWBORN NEPHEW DIE—THEN THE POOR NIGHT NURSE BROKE EVERY RULE AND MADE THE WHOLE ROOM BEG FOR MERCY

scoffed. “Mr. Moretti, this girl is inventing excuses for a reckless breach of protocol.”

Dominic looked at the crying baby.

Then at the fifteen doctors.

Then back at Claire—her torn collar, scuffed shoes, tear-streaked face.

“What is your name again?”

“Claire Bennett.”

“Claire Bennett,” Dominic repeated slowly.

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