Chapter Twenty Two

There had never been anyone from my colleagues in the hospital who'd infuriated me as much as Dr. Paul Bennett. I always had an urge to smack that condescending look off his face just as I was feeling now.

Paul still had my hand in a firm grip. I tried to wiggle free. "Let go!"

"What the hell were you doing?" He asked.

I snatched my hand away. "It's none of your business!"

I noticed that although I'd managed to shrug his hold off me, he was still holding the strip of pills.

Paul gave me a lopsided grin, leaning against the desk right next to the cabinet and trapping me. I had no space to dodge him and leave.

"Of course it's my business when you're obviously sniffing around in the wrong place."

"Give that back to me, Paul." I said, trying to snatch it from him but he raised it higher, keeping it out of my reach. He was so tall, it was impossible for me even if I jumped.

I imagined Paul to be a bully in high school. He had to be,