The Cherished Wife

At the hospital, Peter glanced at Sean, who was busy working in his office. "When are you planning to stop?"

"You think I don't want to?" Sean shot him a look. "You may be free as a bird now, but I've still got work to do, and I'm dedicated to it."

Peter scoffed, tapping his long fingers on the desk. "Dedicated? If you're a model employee, all other employees must've vanished."

"Hey!" Sean could not take the insult. "Don't question my work ethic."

He tossed his pen down and looked at Peter with a serious expression. "If you've got something to say, spit it out. I'm busy. I have no time to babysit you."

"Fine. Has Brandon's test report come out?"

remembered. "I almost forgot about that! Here

Peter's brows knitted together. He fixed Sean with a hard look

bunch of tough surgeries lately. Plus, I've been running tests on Tania too, and I found a strange substance in her system." "What did you say?" Peter's grip on the report tightened, crumpling

"Calm down, man. I haven't finished. I don't know exactly what it is yet. It seems to be some new kind of

scanned over the convoluted data before tossing it back to Sean. "I can't make sense of this. Just explain it to

body. It's just slightly different. Brandon's appears

Someone is targeting you."

know about any of this, and find out exactly what this

that since Tania