“So, you’re not going to do anything?” David asked as he and Winston were sitting in a booth at Cadence Supper Club. For the past couple of days, he had been meeting with anyone on the hospital board who would listen to try and reinstate Nikki. “She was one of the hospital’s best surgeons, not to mention your ex-fiancée.”“She’s also someone who took a bat to my car,” Winston said.
“Can you blame her?”
“Whose side are you on?”
“I’m not on anyone’s side,” David answered. “I’m just saying that I can understand why she did what she did. She lost it, but that’s no reason to have a black mark on her stellar career as a physician.”
Winston looked down at the bottom of his glass as if he would find the answer there. “I will think about what you said. But I can’t promise anything.”
David shook
