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.

he's in police custody, we

of him, no matter what it

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

police commissioner,

criminal, he'll be in a special cell with heavy

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

paced like a

doctor arrived soon after and

"How's Mr.

Schmidt doing?" Carl asked.

were filled

"Has Mr.

all these years? And I don't mean just any medication, but strong

pit formed in Carl's

"Well, yes, some...

he really?" "The long-term use of medication,

Schmidt's organs.

recent increase in dosage to manage his condition in the recent hospitalization has made things

combination is overwhelming his system."

why did Mr.

up blood?"

organs caused his stomach to an

his blood vessels, leading to acute

necessary for a definitive

the doctor with a wave of

for your

may leave now." After the doctor left, Jameson took some

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