Chapter 6 - The Doctor Who Sold His SoulDr. Evans was waiting in his private clinic.
He had packed a suitcase.
He had planned to disappear.
He hadn't expected Ava to walk through the door.
Technically, she was still in a wheelchair.
But her eyes were different.
"You remember me?" she asked.
Evans swallowed.
"Of course."
"You never examined me."
Silence.
"You never asked what hurt."
Evans looked down.
Ava continued.
"You injected me and watched me become unable to move."
Daniel placed the financial records on the desk.
"Six hundred thousand dollars."
Evans's hands began shaking.
Margaret's payments were all there.
Every transfer.
Every date.
Every carefully disguised transaction.
Evans finally collapsed into his chair.
"I didn't plan this."
Daniel's jaw tightened.
"You participated."
"She threatened me."
"You accepted her money."
"I was afraid!"
"So was my wife."
The room became silent.
Arthur placed a recorder on the desk.
"Tell the truth."
Evans stared at it.
Then at Ava.
"I'm sorry."
Ava's voice was quiet.
"Sorry isn't enough."
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Evans closed his eyes.
Then he began to speak.
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