Chapter 43 At Most Three Hours!

The alarm blaring in the hallway was deafening.

Medical staff burst in with the crash cart, moving like vultures fighting over a carcass.

Jolene lay in a pool of pus, blood, and vomit, eyes half‑open, pupils fully dilated.

The truth Owen had just screamed at her kept looping through her mind.

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