"You're under arrest," Grom said, his voice low. "For practicing without a license... and for being a murderer."
The city was screaming. A new shadow had emerged from the cracks of the prestigious medical district—a figure the tabloids were calling "The Surgeon." But this wasn't a man interested in healing. Major Grom: Il medico della ... 2021 - 136 mi...
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"The law is a blunt instrument, Major," the Doctor whispered, holding a silver needle that shimmered with a deadly neurotoxin. "I am the cure." "You're under arrest," Grom said, his voice low
Scenario one: I jump, I break my ankle, he slips through the sewer grate. Impossible. Scenario two: I wait for back-up. The Chief yells, the paperwork piles up, and another person dies. Not an option. Scenario three: The direct approach. Grom opened his eyes and leaped. A new shadow had emerged from the cracks
Grom cracked his knuckles. He didn't need a scalpel; he had his fists and a mind that processed a dozen combat scenarios in the blink of an eye. He closed his eyes, visualizing the alleyway below.
As the sirens began to wail in the distance, Grom stepped back out into the rain. He pulled his damp cap lower. The city was still sick, maybe. But as long as he was on the beat, it wasn't going under the knife tonight.