Felix pushed past Arthur, his medical bag striking his leg.
“Get away from her, Victor!” Arthur turned on Felix. “Do something. You said it was a nerve-blocker. Fix it!”
Felix grabbed my wrist and pressed two fingers hard against the artery.
He counted for three seconds.
His grip loosened. He pulled out his stethoscope and checked two places on my chest with the cold metal disc. Nothing sounded in the earpieces.
He backed into the edge of the table and nearly dropped the stethoscope.
“This isn't a drug.” Felix looked at Arthur. “Her heart has stopped. End-stage cardiac failure. It's real.”
*Real.*
Arthur looked at Felix for another answer. Felix lowered his eyes.
Arthur hit his knees on the wooden floor.
“No.” He crawled through the blood and melting snow. “Evelyn, I'll get you t
