Echoes at dawn by maya banks5/12/2023 There was a lengthy pause and Farnsworth didn’t like pauses. “I don’t give a damn what it does to her,” Farnsworth growled. She’s been pushed beyond her limits but she’s been successful in all cases that have been presented. “She’s been able to heal all manner of illnesses and injuries, but it’s at great cost to herself. His phone rang and he yanked it to his ear, barking the order before the other party had a chance to say anything.įarnsworth’s shoulders sagged and he sank onto the couch, perched on the edge, his impatience snarling and nipping at him. The fire in the hearth had died, leaving only a few glowing embers. He paced the confines of the dark library where he often brooded with a glass of Macallen whiskey he’d paid over one hundred thousand dollars for. He could make or ruin an entire country on a whim. He wielded influence with dozens of world leaders. s He wouldn’t accept that there was nothing he could do. The best he could do was make her comfortable for the remainder of her time. She’d been seen by the top physicians in the world, had the best treatment money could buy, and he’d been told the same thing by every one of them. And none of it meant a damn thing because his daughter was dying and he was powerless to prevent it. He had power, wealth and information at his disposal. He’d lived his life on the fringe, steeped in shadows, so immersed in gray that he doubted he had any semblance of a soul remaining. He had connections beyond anyone’s imagining. GORDON Farnsworth had more money than God.
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