But then they looked at Kaya's cold, dead eyes. And they looked at the massive, terrifying man in the midnight-blue suit standing in the corner, whose gaze literally made the hair on their arms stand up.
To stay alive and keep their highly lucrative contracts, these doctors knew the golden rule of the underworld: 'You do not ask questions.'
"We will monitor the drip for the next hour, Ms. Vance," the doctor said professionally, stepping back and folding his hands behind his back. "Just rest."
Kaya closed her eyes, letting the hum of the machines and the quiet, protective presence of Veer in the corner lull her into a rare moment of peace. The parasites were dying. The ghosts of the beast world were finally being purged from her blood. Soon, she would be completely whole again, ready to conquer whatever this new world dared to throw at her.
The quiet, rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was the only sound in the sterile, subterranean medical bay.
