Chapter 5 - The Poisoned Ally
I screamed desperately for help as Julian thrashed violently on the hard floor of my hospital room.
A team of emergency nurses and doctors flooded into the suite with a heavy crash cart to try and save his life.
I watched in absolute horror as the medical team performed aggressive chest compressions on the man who had just saved my fortune.
The lead physician shouted that Julian was suffering from massive cardiac arrest caused by a lethal, fast-acting neurotoxin.
I looked at the half-empty cup of black coffee sitting on the bedside table that Julian had been drinking just moments ago.
Someone had intentionally slipped a deadly poison into his drink while he was busy arranging my federal protection detail.
The medical team quickly loaded Julian onto a mobile stretcher and rushed him out the door toward the intensive care unit.
The heavy wooden door slowly clicked shut, leaving me completely alone and entirely unprotected in the silent recovery room.
The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I realized the Code Blue alarm had perfectly distracted the entire hospital staff.
The door to my private bathroom slowly creaked open, revealing the dark, terrifying silhouette of my brother Connor.
He was wearing a stolen set of blue hospital scrubs and a surgical mask pulled down around his neck.
Connor smiled a wicked, triumphant smile and casually tossed an empty vial of liquid poison into the trash can.
He bragged that slipping the toxin into Julian's coffee was the easiest thing he had ever done in his miserable life.
He pulled a large, terrifying medical syringe from his pocket, filled to the brim with a clear, bubbling liquid.
Connor explained that the syringe contained a massive, concentrated dose of potassium chloride stolen from the supply closet.
He told me that an injection of pure potassium would stop my failing heart instantly and look exactly like natural kidney failure.
I tried to scream for help, but Connor clamped his heavy hand viciously over my mouth to muffle the sound.
He pinned my weak shoulders to the mattress and raised the deadly needle directly over my exposed intravenous line.
He whispered that he was going to buy a luxury yacht with his share of the ten million dollars once my heart finally stopped beating.
I closed my eyes and prepared for the agonizing pain of the lethal injection to flood through my veins.
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Suddenly, a massive, scarred hand reached out from the shadows behind the privacy curtain and grabbed Connor's wrist.
The stranger twisted Connor's arm backward with terrifying, brutal force, causing the bones to snap loudly in the quiet room.
