Description
An invasion of the deadliest of all opioid drugs has turned Minneapolis and Drake's ER into a war zone.
In addition hospital patients are dying tragically and malpractice is the claim. Is it incompetence - or murder?
Emergency doctor Drake Cody must stop the explosion of overdose deaths and find the cause of the hospital's mysterious deaths.
When a young patient of Drake's dies unexpectedly and the killer drug strikes down the person he loves most, he is tested beyond anything ever before.
Overdoses, malpractice, and murder--wrongful deaths all.
Nothing is as it seems as Drake and police confront evil hiding where none suspect it.
"Wrongful Deaths" puts the readers on the front-lines of the opioid epidemic and exposes intrigue, greed, and crime within the medical, legal, and business worlds. Characters you care about face life or death challenges in a story that resonates with authenticity and emotion.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone