Salt in the Wound Ward
drama◐ MatureEli's hand twitched on the blanket. His cracked lips moved. "Dana," he whispered, ignoring Mara completely. "You're the only one I trust here. Come close." Dana leaned in. Mara stiffened, suddenly afraid of what this dying man might say.
"There's a flash drive," Eli breathed. "Taped under the third drawer in this room. Everything's on it. Names, dates, the meds." His grip tightened on Dana's wrist. "Promise me you'll get it out of this building." Behind them, Mara had gone very pale.
What happens next?
2 ways forwardDana knelt and pried at the third drawer. The flash drive was right where Eli said, wrapped in surgical tape. She closed her fist around it. "I've got it," she whispered. Eli's face relaxed, calm at last. "Then it's done," he breathed. Mara lunged for Dana's hand, but Dana was already stepping back toward the door, the drive hidden in her pocket, ready to carry it into daylight.