Errand Boys

Elira’s POV

The door to the private suite was barely open. I pushed it open slowly, my mind still ringing with Corbito’s vile accusations, and walked into Sierra’s room. 

The room was bathed in the soft afternoon light, and I immediately saw her. Sierra was standing by the window, her back to me, clearly on the phone.

I stopped just inside the doorway, not announcing my presence. I only heard a few fragments of her conversation, but they were jarring. 

Her voice was low, strained, and filled with a desperation that seemed completely out of place for the usually composed nurse. I caught words like: "Please, just stay...