went silent for a beat. “Okay. Then we do it right. We go for the board. We go for the pattern. And we don’t let them bury it with a check.”
Three hours and twenty-two minutes later, Kowalski came through the OR doors looking exhausted. His mask was down, hair damp with sweat, eyes tired in the way surgeons’ eyes get when they’ve been elbow-deep in continue reading …
