Chapter 56: Mafia Boss

Knock* *Knock*

Someone knocked on the door to my room.

Someone actually thought of disturbing us when we're doing something as important as a heart transplant.

I mean, I doubt they know we've turned my room into a motherfucking operation theatre, but hey, the intentions behind a murder are inconsequential when the killer is charged for his crime.

Arteria's hand stopped and she looked at me.

None of us dared to utter any word lest the person outside hear us. If we were lucky, they would think that there was no one in.

After some moments, I heard footsteps receding into the distance. Only when they were completely inaudible did we have a sigh of relief.

"That was a close call." I said while handling the pain of the incision like a champion.

"Yeah."

Thankfully, Arteria didn't express any desire to stop this procedure.

I guess she's braver than what I gave her credit for, or maybe she knows it's too late to back out now.