Courting Death

Bryce

The message appeared on my phone while I was in the middle of reviewing a patient’s antibiotic dosage.

[Clara has been kidnapped.]

I stared at the screen.

For a moment, the world around me faded into silence, then my eyes darkened, something dangerous flashing through them as the words replayed in my mind.

Kidnapped.

My grip tightened unconsciously around the glass vial of antibiotics