Zaire’s POV
I shut the study door behind me and let the silence settle.
Outside, the private property was still. No drones. No reporters. Just acres of security and peace.
But in my chest, there was a storm.
I tapped my phone, pulled up the contact, and hit call.
“Cruz,” came the sharp voice on the other end. My lead counsel, Victor Rhine, didn’t do small talk. “You ready?”
“Do it,” I said. “File it.”
Victor didn’t hesitate. “Good. We’ve drafted the suit against the clinic for medical negligence, emotional distress, breach of contract, and violation of informed consent laws. I’m also bringing in a PR crisis team. Once the paperwork hits court, the media will pick it up within twenty-four hours. Maybe less.”
“What’s the blowback gonna look like?”
“For you? Manageable. You’re not t
