"Lucas is really something, isn't he? He managed to get a director position so easily," a doctor was heard mumbling in the St. Joseph Hospital café.
"We knew from the start, right? Sooner or later, he was bound to get it," another doctor chimed in.
Lucas, who had just finished his work and intended to enjoy his afternoon at the café, was taken aback by the conversation of his colleagues. They were separated only by bamboo plants arranged to create a partition for some of the seats in the café.
"But I still can't wrap my head around it. How could things go so smoothly for him? I’m sure there’s something going on here. Don’t you suspect anything? I think Lucas might be the one who killed Mr. Hudson and hurt his wife. What do you think?" Dr. Lean, who had seemed very envious of Lucas’s suc
