As the rain intensified, Michael knew that every passing minute wasn’t just a violation of his dignity—it was a death sentence for the patient waiting across the city. Tyler paced around the car, ignoring his partner, Hannah, who was staring nervously at the surgical scrubs visible beneath Michael’s sweatshirt. “What are you doing driving around with human tissue?” Tyler demanded, his hand resting on his belt. Michael kept his voice terrifyingly calm. He explained the courier failure, the backup protocol, and the ticking clock. He offered the hospital's direct extension again. Tyler smirked, turning the volume down on his police radio just as dispatch called to verify a medical transport. The cooler's light shifted from amber to a rapid, flashing red.
COPS FORCED THIS BLACK SURGEON TO KNEEL IN THE RAIN, BUT THE POLICE CHIEF FROZE WHEN HE HEARD TWO SHOCKING WORDS
Chapter 2
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