CHAPTER TEN: Lines in the Sand
Jason
Jason didn’t ask permission.
He never had when something mattered.
Bosco’s office sat atop a converted warehouse overlooking the East River with steel, glass, and secrecy wrapped into one imposing structure. Jason walked past security with the calm confidence of a man who knew who he was, and who he was willing to challenge.
Bosco was already standing when Jason entered.
“Doctor,” Bosco said coolly. “You’re trespassing.”
Jason shut the door behind him. “You know why I’m here.”
Bosco gestured to a chair. “Sit. Or leave.”
Jason didn’t sit.
“You paid for a woman’s delivery at my family’s hospital four years ago,” Jason said flatly. “You erased her records. You hid her identity. And now that same woman works at Maxwell’s hospital under a false na
