My Husband Cornered Me in the Hospital Until My Estranged Brother Stepped In

A Deadly Conspiracy Unveiled

Edward groaned, clutching his ribs as he struggled to sit up against the base of a vending machine. Blood trickled from his lip, staining his pristine white shirt. He glared up at Joseph with venomous hatred, recognizing his brother-in-law instantly. "You're dead, soldier boy," Edward spat, his voice trembling with a mixture of pain and fury. "You have no idea what you've just stepped into."

Megan scrambled to her feet, tears streaming down her pale face as she clutched the scattered documents tightly to her chest. She threw her arms around Joseph, whispering a shaky thank you. They hadn't spoken in five years due to a bitter family feud, but in this moment, all past grievances melted away. "Are you alright, Meg?" Joseph asked, his eyes scanning her for injuries while keeping his hand firmly on his service dog's collar.

"We have to get out of here, Joseph," Megan gasped, her voice trembling. "Edward is falsifying clinical trial results. People have died, and he is trying to destroy the evidence. He has the entire board—and the hospital security team—in his pocket!"

As if on cue, the red emergency lights began to flash, and a siren wailed through the sterile corridors. Over the intercom, a voice commanded an immediate lockdown of Sector 4. Edward smirked, slowly rising to his feet and leaning against the wall for support.

"You can't escape this building, Megan. Security answers to me, and they will ensure those documents never leave this hospital. Give them to me, and maybe I'll let your brother walk away alive."

Joseph gripped his sister's shoulder, his military instincts kicking in. "We run," he muttered. "Now."