Chapter 150: That Snake Had No Shame

Mary Porter's legs were black as ink, darker than ebony, and grotesquely swollen. The skin had puffed into glossy blisters. At the lightest touch, it felt as if the flesh might slough off. "How does it feel?" Pierce Jackson brushed a hand along her shin. Her legs were long, but to the touch they felt unremarkable. "Pain. Pins and needles." Mary furrowed her brow and studied him up close. Was he really the Miracle Doctor? Truth be told, she wasn't at all sure. When Kyle, the bearded, drunken...