Richard’s mind raced as he processed Ethan’s accusation. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with disbelief and concern. The woman, calling herself Nurse Jenna, stood rigidly, her confident veneer cracking under the scrutiny of the gathered crowd. Richard knew he had to act swiftly, balancing the delicate situation with the potential for a deeper, more sinister revelation.
“Ethan,” Richard said, his voice steady and reassuring, “can you tell me what the papers looked like?”
