Julian sprinted down the private executive hallway, holding Evelyn tightly against his warm chest. Her body felt impossibly cold, like a statue carved out of pure ice.

"Get out of the way!" Julian yelled at two medical assistants who were rushing out of the elevator with a stretcher.

He ignored the mobile bed completely, carrying her straight into his private master bedroom suite. He laid her down gently on the massive king-sized bed, wrapping three thick heated blankets around her shivering frame.

"Mr. Vance, we need to check her body temperature!" the chief private doctor said, rushing into the room with his emergency bag.

"Do it now!" Julian roared, his...