Unscramble Charity Novels & Stories

Each minute represented potential revenue lost, opportunities missed. Without slowing my pace, I spoke. “Chavez. What’s next?” She responded instantly, without looking up from her tablet. “Charity visitation, sir. NYC Health Hospital in the East Harlem Branch. Pediatric and adult oncology wing. You’re scheduled to arrive at noon. Press is limited to the courtyard. Photo ops only.” My jaw flexed once. The word ‘charity’ left a bitter taste in my mouth. Charity. Necessary, not noble. A calculated maneuver in the grand scheme of wealth preservation. It softened the edges of the empire, placated the detractors, and provided a tax write-off.