Chapter 90

Danica’s POV

I have been on a panic rampage since I woke up early this morning. At first, it was just slight nervousness, but then it became full-blown panic ever since I checked in on the patient’s condition.

Whatever confidence I had felt while consoling Alexander last night was gone in a blink… just like that.

I was still pacing in the hallway, dreading going back into the clinic when I heard voices. Deep, not one, not two, not even three. The voices drew closer and I gasped when the fifth voice spoke.

“Can you not argue like teens right now? Y’all are ministers for Hades’ sake,” Alexander’s unmistakable voice sounded and my heart skipped two beats… maybe three.

I tried to run but there’s only one way to run without looking like a fool, and it would be me going in the exact part of the hallway where those voices are coming from. And that, on its own, would make me look like an idiot, so I resumed pacing, slowly this time, acting all natural li