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.

police custody, we can't

get rid of him, no matter

let this implicate you!" "That's easier said than

police commissioner, not some

criminal, he'll be in a special cell with

to get to him." Carl's face contorted in

like

doctor arrived soon after and performed a

"How's Mr.

Schmidt doing?" Carl asked.

were filled

"Has Mr.

I don't mean just any medication, but strong ones?" the doctor asked

formed

"Well, yes, some...

medication, especially strong ones, has taken a

Schmidt's organs.

his condition in

overwhelming his

why did Mr.

throw up blood?"

caused his stomach to an overproduction

blood vessels,

examination at a hospital is necessary for a definitive diagnosis." Carl felt a wave

with a wave of

you for

leave now." After the doctor left, Jameson

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