Dr Doe Novels & Stories

We quickly made eye contact before she disappeared through the doorway. "She looks quite young to have a baby," I muttered to myself. "Yeah, she looks like she's around thirteen, fourteen. Gross." Hayley replied, shaking her head, as she picked up a magazine and began to flip through the pages. I wonder what her reasons are. I closed my eyes for a moment, I have been feeling so tired recently. "Chloe Crowell," A female voice said, I opened my eyes and I got up to follow the dark haired woman in scrubs to the back where the offices were located.

I was out of the hospital, and that was progress. Shortly after my mom joined in to watch the news, the reporter's info dump struck us unaware. At first, I wasn’t even paying attention. Some political scandal, another politician denying allegations. I was half-listening, half-lost in Abigail’s soft giggles as she played with my hair. Then I clearly heard his name. “The biggest music record label CEO, popularly known as CEO Dante, is currently under investigation by the board of directors for fraud and embezzlement of company funds.”

He opened it and slid a couple of photos toward Naomi. Naomi slowly stepped forward, her eyes scanning the images before her. They were of a woman, slightly older than her, with kind eyes and a soft smile. She looked warm, approachable, someone who radiated a sense of calm. Naomi's brow furrowed in confusion. “Her name is Dr. Marianne Evans. She’s a therapist who specialises in trauma recovery. I’ve asked her to come and stay for a while to work with you, on your terms of course,” Zade explained, his voice steady but gentle, “She’ll help guide you through this process, but only when you’re ready. If you don't want me to, I won't ask her to come. It's your choice, Naomi.”

I already called Ginny my best friend back at home and she said there was nothing to be nervous about because I'm his wife. I finally made it to the company and I must confess, Dollarze conglomerate is indeed worth the hype, now I understand why they are the top in Miami and almost in the Country as well. I came down from my car after parking properly, I grabbed my bag and the lunch box as I proceeded into the company, I got in and went straight to the receptionist it was a female dressed in corporate and looking so professional, “Hey, good day” I greeted “Good day mam, welcome to Dollarze conglomerate, how can I help you?”

She had, on Monday morning, driven to a job in Red Hook and then come back to Brooklyn Heights rather than to Ditmas Park, and Faraz had let her in, and when I came through the door at two forty PM she was in the front room with the book her book, the one she had bought open on her knee, not reading it, waiting. She looked up when I came in. She read my face the way she had learned to read my face. She said: “He didn’t take the story.” “No,” I said. “He didn’t take the story.” I sat down across from her. I told her the lunch. I told her about Anneke Vos the woman Doyle had buried in 2009, the case the system failed, the fifteen years Doyle had been carrying her. I told her that Doyle was not

He said, to nobody as he was alone in his office. Joan Mayers, was a brilliant woman, there was no doubt, being the only daughter of Mayers group, a telecommunication company had its perks, one of which was being closely knitted family friends with the Bakers. Joan had not missed the chance to let Aiden know of the feelings she had for him. But he didn’t have the same feelings for her, to him she was a malicious and calculative woman who would go through corners just to get whatever it was that she wanted, be it a business project or a person. She was a villain in the business and people always knew they had lost when they were trying to get the same contract as Joan Mayers. She was the Male

He leaned down slightly, his breath hot against my cold face, and delivered his final, crushing sentence in a low whisper. "Who do you think you are? You're not a god, Danny. You're just a dog."

a news anchor of TMC News reported on TV. "Just recently, a respected thoracic surgeon, Doctor Hale, surfaced with allegations of the hospital accepting a bribe to push up a patient on the waitlist." The TV showed an interview with Doctor Hale, saying in front of the camera: "The hospital dismissed two of our best surgeon, Doctor Shantelle Scott and Doctor William Scott, because they opposed any manipulation of the donor waitlist."

I knew this was going to upset Ryan but I wasn't going anywhere far and knowing him, he wasn't going to let me out of his sight after what happened with the Starlight Park. I still had so many questions like why on earth Doe was involved with them in the first place. How much information did he get from Doe before banishing her? Did he get why she did any of this in the first place? I knew it had to be more than just getting rid of me or wanting to be with Ryan. She literally killed so many people for that matter.

he said simply. Although he had politely declined the invitation, Amanda on the other hand, was quite persistent and engaged him in voluble chatter, explaining the reasons why he needed to be there. Thus, he agreed reluctantly. "Fine" he dragged, putting his hand on his wine glass and taking a huge gulp. "Ah, lest I forget" Amanda turned to him "You remember Sophie Quinn right? The commissioner's only Daughter?" David nodded, dipping his spoon into his soup. "Well, she has just concluded her Ph.D. in criminal law. Isn't that amazing?"