Chapter 20- Black Orchid

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XANDER Wait a minute… Where the hell have I seen that flower before? I snap my fingers repeatedly as I mentally delve into my hippocampus, that part of our brain responsible for long-term memories. Just like in those cartoons, a metaphorical light bulb pops above my head when it finally hits me. I've seen that flower before. It's in the painting hanging in Dr. Frank Morrison's office at the hospital. Hold up, could this be more than just a coincidence? Or are these two flowers just look-alikes? I'm blown away by the possibility of Dr. Morrison being involved in all of this. When I think about it, only medical staff or someone with access to the hospital could have pulled off installing that micro spy cam in my ultrasound machine without setting off any alarms in the surveillance syst

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