Chapter Ninety-Two

Grayson turned back to Dr. Russo as his hand trembled while he signed the confession, his signature a shaky scrawl beneath the damning paragraphs detailing Morgan's scheme. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his complexion had gone from flushed to ashen as the full implications of his actions settled over him.

"There," he said, sliding the document across the desk. "It's all there. Everything she asked me to do."

Nate picked up the pages, scanning them quickly before passing them to Grayson. "Seems thorough. He's included the financial transaction details, the source of the fake sample, even their… arrangement."

Grayson read through the confession, his jaw tightening at certain passages. Morgan's desperation had reached new depths. According to Russo, she'd approached three other doctors before finding one willing to compromise his ethics.

"Make the call," Grayson instructed, folding the confession and tucking it into his jacket pocket. "Tell Morgan everything went according to plan."