An Intern Claimed Her Husband Owned The Hospital—So I Made One Call

throw a young woman under a bus he’d driven onto the sidewalk—that was a new brand of cowardice.

“You don’t know her?” I asked, stepping forward.

He grabbed at me like a life raft. “Cath, honey, she’s lying. She’s obviously unstable. I’ll have security remove her—”

“Arthur,” I said, without looking away from Mark.

David moved aside to reveal the man standing continue reading …