The following week was full of tension. Cameron went to classes, worked with Leah, laughed at her jokes. He was Cameron Reed, a student. But underneath, he was a lost scion waiting to be reunited with his family.
Thursday came, not too fast but also not too slow. The medical school auditorium was all cool marble and hushed reverence. Cameron sat in the back, his heart beating frantically. Christopher Sterling took the podium. He spoke about the ethics of experimental procedures on children, his voice calm, compassionate, and intelligent. He talked about the weight of hope that families place in a doctor's hands.
My brother is a good man, Cameron thought, and the truth of it ached.
After the lecture, Cameron waited at a corner as a small crowd of students and faculty surrounded Christopher. His mouth was dry. This was it.
Few minutes later, the crowd dispersed. Christopher was packing his briefcase, ready to leave.
