Damien’s POV
I grabbed the bastard by the collar and slammed him against the concrete wall of the holding room. The chair clattered to the side, and the air between us vibrated with fury.
“What the hell did you do to her?” I growled, nose inches from his. “Tell me exactly what you did to Celeste.”
Dr. Halbridge’s breath hitched. He raised both palms, shaking. “P-please—Mr. Vaughn—I didn’t mean harm—”
“Just tell me what you did to her there!”
He stammered, his words crashing over each other. “I-I was just following orders. We had documents. Authorizations. From you!”
I slammed him back again, harder this time. His head hit the wall with a dull thud. “Stop lying to me!”
“I swear!” he cried. “Everything had your seal. Your name. The Vaughn crest.”
My pulse thundered in my ears. I could see her now—Celeste, pale and trembling in that hospital bed, her body reacting to medications she never should’ve had in her system. My hands shook.
“You drugged her,” I said with accusation. My heart fe
