Cards on the table
Cassie’s POV
I knew Zachary was onto me. That morning in the locker room, I’d blown it jumping like a startled cat when he walked in, my hands shaking as I slammed the door shut to hide the medication card.
My reaction had been too obvious, it was practically screaming that I was hiding something. I had to get rid of that card before he found it and discovered the truth. Zachary’s loyalty was split between me and Daphne, his comrade versus his crush, and I wasn’t ready to bet on who’d tip the scale. If he found out what I’d done, I would be finished. My career, my freedom, everything gone in a heartbeat because I knew he would talk.
After my shift ended, I literally ran to the locker room, my sneakers squeaking against the polished, sterilised hospital floor, the ai
