Elliot POVThe heavy silver trophy felt cold against my palm. I put it down on the metal desk with a clank. Dr. Cole didn't look at the award. He kept his eyes on his tablet screen, his face pale under the fluorescent lights of the tunnel office."What do you mean by a strike?" I asked, my hand on my stomach."It is a shutdown, Elliot," Dr. Cole said. He tapped the screen, showing a map of the city's medical districts. "The union stopped all healthcare staff at midnight. Private birthing pavilions, luxury wellness centers, and high-security clinics are all closed. The nurses and specialists walked out."Sebastian moved closer, his arm tight around my shoulder. His open black shirt rustled against my suit jacket. "My people own the St. Jude facility. The security guards report to me.""The guards can hold the doors, Sebastian, but there are no teams inside," Dr. Cole said, looking up with a serious expression. "No obstetricians, no surgical tech staff, nothing. The facility is empty."
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