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“Still…developing.” His scrub covered frame rests against the back of the bench. “It honestly could just be something environmental. An allergen of sorts. Something in the air – I know you had new foliage planted recently. It could be a new spice – I know Lucky loves to experiment. Hell, it could even be a product the staff has been using that over time her body can no longer tolerate. I wanna monitor her labs for a couple more days and then move her to the cleanroom. If she doesn’t get any better in there – or her vitals drop – she’ll need to be choppered to the hospital.”
Dread dribbles down my spine, yet I force myself to concede on a single nod.
I don’t want Lauren to die because of me.
I already have enough blood on my conscience.
“You need to contact her family,” Hamilton continues, glare locked onto mine. “Let them know what’s going on. Give them a chance to see her in case she doesn’t recover.”
“There’s a chance she won't recover?”
“There's always a chance when someone contracts an illness that they won’t recover, Wes. Doctors are healers and helpers, not magicians. We do what we can, but even our best at times can fail.”
“What exactly are you saying?”
“I’m saying that my patient’s family has the right to this same information – not delivered over the phone – and a chance to be a part of the decision-making process particularly before it becomes a death sentence deliberation.”
“Her contract specifically states-”
“Wes,” he sharply snips me into silence, “sometimes being surrounded by loved ones such as your children, can have a positive impact on a person’s condition.”
No.
I can’t do that even if I wanted to.
And I don’t want to.
It’s selfish.
It’s stubborn.
It’s heartless.
And I don’t care.
That’s not how this works.
That’s not how my life works.
People don’t visit.
I don’t have guests.
I can’t have strangers around me.
It’s not safe.
For me.
For them.
For anyone.
Just getting new household employees allowed on the premises anywhere near the main house damn near requires a presidential order and the full force of a military branch.
Invitations aren’t something I extend.
Ever.
