Carl was petrified.

He immediately placed a call to cancel the meeting before helping Jameson back to his office and onto his couch.

Jameson gasped for breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

The pain felt like his insides were burning.

His hands trembled as he pressed them to his burning forehead.

His vision swam in and out of darkness.

"Here, drink some water, Mr. Schmidt!" Carl knelt beside him, his eyes red with worry.

He held the glass to Jameson's lips, which were stained with blood.

"I've called your private doctor.

He's on his way as fast as he can.

Just hang in there..." Jameson raised a hand and slapped the glass away.

In a gruff voice, he rasped, "All these years...

Nicholas has done a lot of dirty work for me.

He has always been meticulous, handling everything cleanly.

How could he leave evidence, let alone a video?" "Anyone who plays with fire gets burned eventually," Carl said through gritted teeth.

"Even Chief Novak, with all his skills, isn't infallible.

in police custody,

get rid of him, no matter

implicate you!" "That's easier

a police

a criminal, he'll be in a special cell

be able to get to him." Carl's

like a caged

after and performed a

"How's Mr.

Schmidt doing?" Carl asked.

were

"Has Mr.

don't mean just any

pit formed in

"Well, yes, some...

of medication, especially

Schmidt's organs.

condition in the recent hospitalization has made

overwhelming his system."

why did Mr.

throw up blood?"

organs caused his stomach to an overproduction of

enzymes damaged his blood vessels, leading to acute

is necessary for a definitive diagnosis." Carl felt a wave of despair wash

dismissed the doctor with a wave of

for your

may leave now." After the doctor left, Jameson

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