Outside, two women lingered at the sinks, their voices a conspiratorial hum as they touched up makeup and adjusted their gowns, the splash of running water punctuating their gossip. The brunette, in a sapphire sheath that hugged her like a second skin, leaned closer to the mirror, her eyes glinting with scandal.
"Can you really believe what happened with Lina? Clinical Nurse II, just like that," she said, snapping her fingers for emphasis. "No interview, no nothing. Bet my trust fund it's Devon pulling strings. He's the hospital's golden boy his word's practically law."
