THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE
One of the EMTs muttered updates near me, their voice clipped but urgent: “Isaac Langton. Billionaire. Media mogul. Owns half the city’s newspapers and TV stations.”
The name meant nothing to me. But around the room, eyes flickered—some grim, some shocked, others taut with barely contained worry.
“He controls more headlines than any politician,” someone whispered, like saying it out loud might somehow change what was happening.
A nurse’s voice broke through. “Prep for surgery. STAT.”
I looked down at him. His eyes fluttered weakly, struggling to stay open. Then, almost suddenly, his hand reached out—a trembling, uncertain grasp that found mine. His fingers curled gently around my wrist, hold
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