Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Man Who Shouldn't Survive Clara The hum of St. Jude’s Private Hospital was the only thing that kept me grounded. It was the sound of money, precision, and silence. Out in the public sector, the ER smelled like sweat and old coffee; here, it smelled like expensive antiseptic and filtered air.I scrubbed my hands for the fifth time that night, the water scalding. Eighteen hours on shift, and my skin felt like parchment, but my hands? My hands were still perfect. They had to be. In this hospital, a single tremor didn't just cost a life; it cost a reputation."Dr. Evans! Landing pad four just went hot," a nurse called out, her voice tight with a pitch I’d never heard from her. "Code Crimson. They’re bypassing intake. Bringing him straight to OR Three."I snapped my head up, water dripping from my elbows. Landing pad four? That was the private line for the untouchables. "Who’s the patient?""Dante Moretti."The name sent a chill through the room that had nothing to do with

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Chapter 2

Chapter 2: A Debt Paid in BloodClaraI stared at the patient chart on my tablet, but the words were blurring into glowing white streaks. I’d been home, showered, slept for four hours, and came back for my afternoon rounds, but the hospital felt different. The air felt charged, like the static before a lightning strike."Earth to Clara. You still with us, or did you leave your soul in OR Three?"I looked up to see Aris leaning against the nurse’s station, a crooked smirk on his face. Aris was a brilliant cardiologist and the only person who could make me laugh after a twenty-hour shift. Beside him stood Shai, an anesthesiologist who was as sharp as she was observant. They were the closest thing I had to a support system in this sterilized fortress."I'm here," I muttered, rubbing my temples. "Just a long night.""A long night?" Shai whispered, leaning in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial hiss. "Clara, the entire hospital is buzzing. You operated on Dante Moretti. Do you h

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Chapter 3

Chapter 3: The ContractClara The transfer didn't happen in a back alley or a dark warehouse. It happened in a glass-and-steel penthouse that overlooked the city like a god’s balcony.The elevator ride had been silent, save for the hum of machinery and the presence of Alex, who stood behind me like a statue. When the doors opened, I wasn't met with the smell of blood or the sound of chaos. It was the scent of sandalwood, expensive espresso, and the chilling silence of absolute power.This was the Moretti Group’s private executive floor. Every surface was polished to a mirror finish. Every employee we passed bowed their head—not the casual nod of a coworker, but the rigid, fearful respect of a subject to a crown."Through here, Doctor," Alex said, gesturing toward a set of heavy mahogany doors.I walked in, my heart hammering against my ribs. Dante was seated behind a desk made of dark, petrified wood. He wasn't in a hospital gown anymore. He wore a charcoal silk shirt, the top button

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Alle Kapitel von The Surgeon's Debt : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 3

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3