She literally vibrated with excitement as she watched what looked like a robotic arm make the mold for her new prosthesis right before her eyes. She’d had a laser-guided scan for the most precise fitting a couple of hours ago. With that information, the computer was building the mold. Next, a cle...
He was met by Robert Sinclair’s personal driver, who whisked him into the city during the height of rush hour. Tired of the back-and-forth over this deal, he was ready to make a billion-dollar decision. If his backing wasn’t going into Sinclair Resorts, it would go somewhere else. You didn’t make...
Don’t look so worried.” Her brother sat in a chair beside her in a partitioned-off section of the ER. Elbows on his knees, head down, just as she’d seen him in too many hospitals, too many times before. And she was sorry for it. “I’m not.” A smile pulled at her lips. “It’s a sin to lie.” He sighe...