บท 934: The End Of Henry Rosewood

Diana felt her heart pounding in her chest, but she steeled herself, determined not to let Shawn see her fear. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, the doorbell rang, echoing through the room and cutting through the tension that filled the room.

Diana's eyes darted toward the sound, relief momentarily washing over her face as she realized she didn't have to answer Shawn's question just yet.

"Margaret, could you get that?" Shawn called out, his eyes never leaving Diana's face.

Margaret hurried to answer the door, leaving Shawn and Diana in a charged silence. Moments later, she returned, ushering in a distinguished-looking man in his late fifties with a professional air about him.

"Dr. Morgan," Shawn greeted, standing up to shake the doctor's hand. "Thank you for coming on such short notice."

Dr. Morgan nodded, "It's no trouble. What's the situation?" He asked, his eyes flicking over to Diana and widening in recognition.