Two Hours to Save a National Hero
At the high-speed train station security checkpoint, a security officer stops me.
"What's inside the case?" he asks.
"A living donor heart. It's scheduled for transplant in two hours," I reply and hand over the emergency transit pass.
After verifying the documents, the officer is about to let me pass when a hand suddenly shoots out from behind and grabs the case.
"He can't go! That case contains illegal stuff!"
I turn around.
To my shock, it's my brother-in-law, Edward Austin.
Pointing at me, he shouts, "Officer, I'd like to report him! He's my brother-in-law. There isn't anything medical-related in that case. It's drugs he bought on the black market. He's planning to use his status