“No, the media is probably already speculating. Honestly, publicity-wise, it would be better for all of us if he didn’t make it.” Both the nurse behind the desk and the intern sucked in a startled breath at his callous remark. Linc didn’t remember leaving his seat, he didn’t remember how Monty ended up on the ground, but he relished the feel of his fist connecting with his soft doughy face, with his grunts of pain and the satisfying sound of his nose breaking beneath his hand.
