The chaotic spectacle at the entrance of the College of Neurosurgery finally dissolved. Jimmy Leo had fled the scene like a rat sensing a sinking ship, leaving behind a vacuum of silence and humiliation. The crowd of onlookers drifted away, whispering among themselves, leaving only a small cluster of faculty members standing awkwardly by the gates. Their faces were painted with a mixture of profound embarrassment and lingering shock.
For the staff of Haven University, this was a catastrophe of epic proportions. Terrified of a PR nightmare, the faculty had treated the family with the deference usually reserved for VIPs. They never imagined the "grieving representative" was merely a con artist chasing a payout.
The realization settled over them like a cold fog. If Jimmy Leo was indeed the
