Terra
"How's the surgery prep going, Lucy?" I asked my head nurse as I entered the clinic's small but capable operating room.
Lucy glanced up from arranging shiny instruments on the metal tray. "Nearly ready, Dr. Terra. Just need to stock a few more supplies when the order arrives."
I nodded, moving to help her finish the final checklist. My thoughts kept drifting back to the tense conversation with Collins two nights ago.
He'd come to find me after hours, face lined with worry. "Terra, we've got a major problem. Nathan cornered me at the hospital today demanding to know about three young boys who look just like him."
My heart had stopped dead. I gripped Collins' arm. "What exactly did you tell him?"
"Nothing!" Collins held up his hands defensively. "But he's not an i***t, Terra. Al
