For one terrifying second, the entire room went silent.
George spun around. His eyes widened in horror.
He shoved the doctors aside and pressed trembling fingers beneath my nose.
Nothing. No breath. No pulse.
"Vivian..." His knees slammed into the floor. Then a heartbreaking roar exploded from his chest.
"No!!!"
John immediately drew his gun. The barrel pressed against Lucas's forehead.
"I'm killing this bastard right now!"
"Wait!"
William's shout stopped him.
He pulled a sealed medical case from inside his coat. His fingers moved with practiced speed as he injected a dose of medication into my vein.
It was the experimental medication he had spent years acquiring. It couldn't cure the poison. But it could temporarily protect the heart.
The medicine entered my bloodstream. A col
