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 can't let him

him, no matter what it

this implicate you!" "That's easier said than done," Jameson

is a police commissioner, not

he's a criminal, he'll be in

get to him." Carl's face

paced like a caged

after and performed a

"How's Mr.

Schmidt doing?" Carl asked.

eyes were filled with

"Has Mr.

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

pit formed in Carl's

"Well, yes, some...

of medication, especially strong ones, has

Schmidt's organs.

in dosage to manage his condition in the recent hospitalization

combination is overwhelming his

why did Mr.

up blood?"

caused his

his blood

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

dismissed the doctor with a wave of his

you for your

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

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