Chapter 8

Lawrence's POV

The doctor came at me with a syringe. I ripped out the IV.

"Mr. Reed, you're coughing up blood."

"Get out."

"But..."

"Out."

He left. I got out of bed. My suit was wrinkled, bloodstained. Mike stood by the door with his tablet.

"Stock dropped 40% this morning." He turned the scr...