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he wasn’t even going to put up a fight.
    “I can’t,” she said finally.
    A piece of him broke inside. She did want to see Rem.
    “He’s bad news,” Marius said. He could hear the pleading in his voice but couldn’t stop himself.
    “Marius.” She stepped forward, but he moved out of her reach. “It’s not like that. I’m just seeing after my patients.”
    He snorted loudly. “Is that what they’re calling it?” She moved to him, but he was too fast. Before she could even speak, he was at the door. “Just don’t pull us down in your shit, Rachel, and do your fucking job.”
    Marius stormed out of the room, making certain not to look back, even if it killed him.
     
    “Do my job?” she said and paced her office. It hadn’t even been two minutes, and she thought she might wear a hole in the carpet. “What the hell does he mean do my job? I'll tell him what, I will do my job.”
    Rachel stopped mid-walk and stepped out into the hall. The two guards looked at her with surprise.
    “Out of the way,” she said firmly. “That asshole isn’t going to stop me from doing my job.”
    Zeno gave a smile, but she ignored it and passed through the door and shut it hard behind her. This time she wasn’t playing games.
    Rem watched her as she stomped across the room and slammed the stethoscope into place. He raised a brow in anticipation.
    “My friend is sick,” she said and let out the breath she was holding. It came out shaky, and she tried to steady her nerves. “Hannah is sick.”
    Rem frowned. Rachel watched as a range of emotions flickered across his face. Despite his cool demeanor and standoffish ways, this was not a man that didn’t have sympathy for the people around him. He’d spent time with Hannah, and it was clear that her illness wasn’t something that he expected.
    “What are her symptoms?” he asked. His brow wrinkled with concern.
    Rachel leaned forward, worried the men outside would hear and really think she was a traitor as well. It didn't seem to take much to lock people up around here, and there was no telling what they would do with her. It was clear they didn't like her. She could be in serious trouble.
    "Fever, chills, dipped heart rate, and one by one, her organs seem to be shutting down," Rachel rushed to get out via her breathing.
    Something brushed against the door, and she jumped. Rem placed a hand on her arm to steady her nerves.
    "I don't understand," he said quietly. "She's Lucius's mate. This shouldn't be happening. They wouldn't go after her. The Group needs successes like that."
    Rachel nodded. It was as they had suspected. There was no way the Horatius Group would put a healthy Vestal at risk. Not like that for no real reward.
    "What about Vanessa?" she asked the question that had been burning in all of them.
    Rem snorted, and they both stilled.
    "It tickles when you look in my ears," he said loudly. Rem placed a finger over his lips to warn of listening men.
    Rachel busied herself with actual medical work in case they entered. She stilled when Rem placed a hand on her shoulder.
    "All clear," he said softly. "Vanessa was a risk. One they were hoping would end with a twisted hybrid child they could use for their own purposes. It didn't pan out."
    Rachel frowned. She opened her mouth but stopped when Rem nodded to the door. They were talking, and she knew their time was running out.
    “I don’t know what is making her sick,” Rem said. His eyes trained on the door, never wavering from the chance that they might be interrupted by the guards in the hall. “But I don’t think it’s the group doing this.” He glanced to her briefly. “Get ready.”
    Rachel nodded. That’s all she needed to know. If it wasn’t the Group, she could deal with the problem, as it likely did not involve any sort of genetically engineered agent or peculiar lab-created toxin. She just needed to figure out the actual problem.
    She scribbled a few things down on the chart she held in front of her