Chapter 29

As I walked away, I could practically feel Professor Andrea’s anger burning into my back. His shoes scraped sharply against the floor—he was pacing, trying to figure out how to respond without looking like a complete fool in front of the interns who were already whispering.

I didn’t turn around.

I refused to give him the satisfaction.

I made it to the nurses’ station, flipping through patient charts, trying to calm my pulse when I heard a familiar measured voice behind ...