Isaiah prescribed Leah another two rounds of medication.
The bottles were distinctive—not commercially available, these were exclusive, cuttingedge cancer treatments reserved for the global elite. Priceless and unattainable for most.
As before, Leah transferred payment to Isaiah and collected the medications. Isaiah walked her out, leading her through the quiet back garden of the radiology department toward the east parking lot.
While they walked, Isaiah glanced at her. “I saw your social media posts. You went on a trip recently?”
Leah nodded. “I went to Banff.”
“Did Mr. Carter go with you?”
“Mmhmm.”
“I’ve seen Mr. Carter featured in financial news over the years. People in the industry always praise him as a workaholic. It’s surprising that he set work aside to accomp
