Instead of taking him to the hospital immediately, Harvey's guard called an ambulance rather. Soon, they arrived. "Apply more pressure!" barked the medic, crouched beside the prone body of the stabbed guard. He's tan uniform was soaked crimson from the stomach down, and his face was a gray shade Cora didn’t like. Harvey stalked toward them, his boots splashing into the blood with unapologetic steps. “Will he live?” he demanded.The medic flinched but didn’t look up. “Maybe. Depends if the blade missed the artery. He's lucky it didn’t go deeper.”Cora's jaw tightened and left the scene and headed upstairs.Harvey turned sharply and ascended the staircase two at a time, every muscle wound tight as a drawn bowstring. His fingers itched to find something to break.He didn’t bother knocking. The door to her wing burst open beneath his hand.Cora was standing in front of the window, arms folded, bathed in the orange light of the setting sun. Her pale silver hair was tied in a loose knot,
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