CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR

Dimitri

I looked around the NICU at every face.

Nurses, doctors, staff members, all of them looked nervous.

One of them was a traitor.

One of them had tried to kill my son.

"Listen carefully," I said, my voice was cold and deadly. "I will ask this once and only once."

Everyone was silent.

"Who tampered with my son's IV?" I demanded.

No one spoke.

"I said who did it!" I roared.

The staff flinched but still no one answered.

"Boss," one of my guards said. "We should check the security cameras."

"Do it," I ordered. "Now."

He left quickly.

I turned back to the medical staff. "Until...