(Sloane)
I didn't sleep last night.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kieran's face. The way he'd looked at me when I asked about Johns Hopkins. The way he'd told me to leave it alone.
People who had nothing to hide didn't react like that.
By the time the sun came up, I'd made a decision. I needed to talk to someone. Someone who wasn't involved in all of this. Someone who could give me perspective.
Mara.
I got ready for work and drove to the hospital. My shift didn't start until nine, but I knew Mara would be there early. She always was.
I found her in the ER break room, drinking coffee and looking like she'd been up all night.
"Rough shift?" I asked, sitting down across from her.
She looked up and smiled. "The worst. Three car accidents, a stabbing, and a guy who thought he coul
