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it into the IV port. “If I’m wrong, this stops his heart again. If I’m right, his vitals stabilize in thirty seconds.”
Everyone watched the monitor. Ten seconds. Twenty.
The heart rate dropped. 140… 130… 110… 90.
Blood pressure rose. 90/60… 110/70.
Rachel slumped against the bed rail. “It was the toxin.”
Higgins holstered his weapon. He looked at Alcott.continue reading …
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