Margarita’s POV“We are in big trouble!”Dr. Jackson’s voice rattled through the air, making the silence inside his office feel even heavier.“What is the way forward now, Maggi? We can’t just allow that case to slip away like that…”His voice fluttered around the room.I watched Dr. Jackson, or Jay, as I used to call him, pacing to and fro right in front of me. He looked completely disoriented, like a fiddlestick being tossed around by the wind.His face was tight with frustration. His fingers kept moving restlessly, sometimes brushing through his hair before dropping to his sides again.At first, he sat on the edge of his table, took his stethoscope from his neck, and slammed it onto the table in front of me.The table rattled as though an earthquake of several degrees had struck the room.I sat upright in my chair.My breath tightened. A nerve crawled down my back. I gripped the edges of the chair, watching him carefully.Something needed to be done.I pulled my hand into a fist an
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