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Chapter 8 - The Confrontation in the Doctors' Parking Garage

While Daniel remained in the federal holding unit under a ten-million-dollar cash bond, his high-priced criminal defense attorney, Richard Sterling, attempted an aggressive intimidation maneuver.

At 7:00 PM on Friday, as I walked toward my car in the hospital’s private physician parking deck, a black luxury sedan pulled across my lane, blocking my exit.

Richard Sterling stepped out of the back seat, wearing a tailored pinstripe suit, holding a leather legal portfolio.

“Dr. Sarah Jenkins?” Sterling asked with an artificial, oily smile.

“Counselor,” I replied, keeping my hand near my phone’s emergency speed-dial. “You are trespassing on private hospital property.”

“I’m here to offer you a professional courtesy, Doctor,” Sterling said, taking a step toward me. “My client, Mr. Daniel Harris, comes from one of the most prominent philanthropic families in the state. In high-stress domestic situations, medical interpretations can often be... colored by emotional bias.”

He opened his portfolio, revealing an official-looking document.

“If you agree to sign an amended clinical statement stating that Mrs. Harris’s injuries were consistent with an atypical, complicated domestic fall that was exacerbated by an undiagnosed underlying bone density disorder, a private medical research endowment of one million dollars will be established in your name at the medical school of your choice.”

I looked at the document. Then I looked into the eyes of the man offering to buy my integrity.

A cold, fearless smile touched my lips.

“Counselor Sterling,” I said softly.

“Yes, Dr. Jenkins?”

“Do you see that high-definition security camera mounted on the concrete pillar directly above your head?”

Sterling froze.

“That camera is streaming in real-time to the Chicago Police Department’s Special Investigations Division,” I continued, each word dropping like an iron weight onto his chest. “Under Illinois Criminal Code 720 ILCS 5/32-4, offering a financial bribe to a witness in a felony attempted murder prosecution is a Class 2 Felony carrying seven years in state prison.”

Two undercover police cruisers, which had been trailing Sterling’s vehicle for two days, sped around the parking ramp with sirens wailing, blocking his sedan from both sides.

Detective Sharon Martinez stepped out of the lead cruiser, holding a pair of handcuffs.

“Richard Sterling, step away from the physician and place your hands on the hood of the vehicle!”

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Sterling’s face turned pure white. His leather portfolio slipped from his fingers, scattering his bribery contracts across the oil-stained concrete.

The predator’s shield had been completely obliterated.

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