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When she stops, they\u2019re nose to nose. \u201cWhy do you think I gave you that order, Mr. Shaw?\u201d \u201cNo clue, ma\u2019am.\u201d \u201cDo you think it made me happy, Mr. Shaw?\u201d \u201cNo, ma\u2019am.\u201d \u201cDo you think a leprechaun hopped out of my bowl of Lucky fucking Charms this morning and told me to do it, Mr. Shaw?\u201d \u201cNo, ma\u2019am.\u201d \u201cWell, you seem to know all about this. Why don\u2019t you tell me what the fuck\u2019s going on?\u201d Dorian is stuck. He could talk all night about how it feels off, but he doesn\u2019t have the complete picture.<\/p>\n

He asked why Jen didn\u2019t create the copy, and he got an answer. The only move left is to call Martinez a liar, and that\u2019s a dangerous thing to do. It\u2019s over. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, ma\u2019am. I crossed the line.\u201d \u201cYou did. You will keep what happened tonight between you and me, understood?\u201d \u201cYes, ma\u2019am.\u201d Dorian tries not to flinch as he responds. She just told him to keep his mouth shut. Something bad is happening, and now he\u2019s on the sidelines.<\/p>\n

Martinez raises an arm, finger extended. \u201cThe door\u2019s that way, Mr. Shaw.\u201d \u201cMa\u2019am.\u201d Dorian sidesteps Martinez and makes a beeline toward the operations room door. Without a word or backward glance, he\u2019s out. Martinez drops her head. After a few seconds, she drops into a chair. She feels as if she doesn\u2019t start breathing, the floor will be next. Dorian is right. Guilt sours Martinez\u2019s stomach. She did wrong tonight. Add it to Jen\u2019s tab. Everything that happened at Jen\u2019s apartment was genuine. Friendship is friendship. Honesty is honesty.<\/p>\n

But Martinez had an order to follow. As she collects herself, she prays that she\u2019ll have the chance to explain things before Jen finds out. OceanofPDF.com Thirty-Five \u201cHow much sleep do you think they give us?\u201d The voice replies, \u201cNot sure. I\u2019ve tried to count it, but I always lose track. This place fucks you up, man.\u201d Andrew nods to himself. He loses track of the hours, too.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m having some trouble.\u201d \u201cHallucinations getting bad?\u201d asks the voice. \u201cI see snakes slithering across my cell floor. Poisonous snakes \u2026\u201d Andrew says, referencing his biggest fear. As a kid, he saw a garter snake and almost fainted\u2014which made the phobia worse. How would he defend himself if he were unconscious? Since then, the phobia has been a constant in his life. This hell forces Andrew to stare as the deadly animals traverse his floor; if he shuts his eyes, the pulses start, and the pulses are worse.<\/p>\n

The voice replies, \u201cGoddamn \u2026 that\u2019s a drag.<\/p>\n

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Her target is the United States, but the mission starts with one of Mexico\u2019s most ruthless cartels \u2026 and a weapon capable of killing thousands. When she\u2019s finished, the cartel will be the Western Hemisphere\u2019s most notorious terror organization. And the United States will be ensnared in a trap it cannot escape. But the cartel is more than a criminal empire; it\u2019s a twisted cult built on dark rituals and savagery. As Anastasia travels deeper into Mexico\u2019s underworld, she realizes her own life may be the price of success.<\/p>\n

Click here to download: https:\/\/dl.bookfunnel.com\/twqcr7quta OceanofPDF.com Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61 Chapter 62 Chapter 63 Chapter 64 Chapter 65 Chapter 66 Chapter 67 Chapter 68 Chapter 69 Chapter 70 Chapter 71 Chapter 72 Chapter 73 Chapter 74 75.<\/p>\n

Chapter 75 Chapter 76 Chapter 77 Also by J.W. Clay About the Author OceanofPDF.com One Moscow, Russia Numbers replace names as identity dissolves into anonymity. But anonymity is power in this hospital. Dr. Mikael Kirov watches one of his nameless patients being wheeled into an operating room. The surgical team transfers the patient to the operating table, and surgical preparations begin. The anesthesiologist erects his working barrier, shielding the patient from unsanitary equipment.<\/p>\n

Surgical drapes follow, coating the patient powder blue. Nurses spread disinfectant on the surgical site\u2014in this case, the patient\u2019s knee. It\u2019s a preparation defined by precision, and the ability to execute flawlessly, again and again. Kirov is in surgical preparation, beginning his scrub down. He turns on the hot water, watching it steam in the basin. Once the temperature is right, he starts. Everything up to the elbows gets a thorough service. Dr. Kirov is the chief orthopedic surgeon at Central Clinic Hospital.<\/p>\n

Only an elite few receive treatment at this hospital. Kirov\u2019s blade is for fewer. Patients here are politicians, oligarchs, or high-ranking members of the Russian military. Admission to the hospital comes at a high cost, monetary and political. The price tag reflects the need for secrecy and security. It also stems from medical sophistication; this is Russia\u2019s most advanced hospital.<\/p>\n

Inside, technology and medicine have fused into a perfect union.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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