He stood there, scalpel in hand, a thousand ideas racing through his mind. For a fleeting moment, he felt certain about his next move. His decision crystallized with chilling clarity. The only way to extricate himself from this predicament was to eliminate the very woman who held all the answers.
Dr. Emmanuel steeled himself to face Enzo. He would explain himself, make Enzo understand why he had failed in his objective of nursing the woman back to health. He would argue his case passionately, emphasizing that he wasn't some kind of deity. All he did was practice medicine, albeit with a significant handicap.
The doctor knew he was blind, but the cards he held were dangerously strong. Yet, he couldn't stop himself. Not when the prospect of escaping this situation seemed within reach. He vividly recalled the paralyzing fear that gripped him when he first entered the room and found her sitting on that bed.
