Chapter 45: Burned Every Bridge

The sky hung like spilled ink. Layer upon layer of heavy storm clouds pressed down as if they meant to crush the entire city. The light faded fast. Dampness thickened in the air, and a downpour gathered its strength. In the small courtyard of Lorryn Clinic, more than thirty well-dressed doctors crowded together in a miserable knot, their furious stares cutting toward Terrance Lyson beneath the eaves. They wanted to rush inside to escape the rain, but a wary glance at the Showyer family brat, beaten...