here as possible. She couldn't, the words of the wretched old man Van Nostrand

ringing in her ears. If she knew what he did about Morgan, she would have willingly slit her

throat - hard to forget a statement like that. Despite the trauma in that moment, having to gaze

into Van Nostrand's frightening eyes, that statement burned itself into her brain. She thought she

knew Morgan well enough, certainly enough to know she was a good person, not anyone

deserving the kind of death she received.

A quick survey of the room revealed what you'd expect in an operating room - surgical

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