“And I suppose you all think it’s a great idea?” he addressed the two older men.
“I didn’t say that,” Morgan said. “But for her, it makes perfect sense. She’d love to be under the Metro umbrella.”
“What happens to the staff?” Aaron asked. “Do we all lose our jobs?”
“Why are you whinging about it?” Dr. Hal Perrine asked. “It’s not like you’re poor.”
“I’ll be fine,” Aaron said, standing up taller. He wasn’t nearly as tall as the other men, or as skilled a fighter, or the least bit intimidating. “I’m not worried about me. I’m worried about people like Sadie in Obstetrics, with four kids, and a low life baby daddy. Or Lyle on the cleaning crew, who holds down five jobs, to pay for his son’s college. I can do without a job. So can you. Why? Because we were born into families that’re f**king loaded. Collectively, we have more money than God. I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you. Especially you,” he thumped his cousin’s massive chest, not even causing him to flinch. “You, who care for the homeless. You want a bunch more? Cause that’s what will happen, if Metro buys us out, and you know it.”
“Everyone is given a chance to apply for their jobs,” Morgan said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Which they may or may not get! These people—” He waved his arms, including the entire hospital. “They need us!”
Morgan nodded, struggling to keep a straight face. “You’re right,” he addressed Shad Waverly, Aaron’s cousin. “He’s way to easy to f**k with.”
“Wait. This was a joke?” Aaron glowered. “What the hell, Morgan? Shad? Hal? You were messing with me?”
“When have we ever taken the hard line?” Hal asked, his green eyes sparkling with mirth.
“I hate you. I hate you all!” Aaron threw up his hands, backing up a step. “You most of all!” he punched his cousin in one huge arm. Shad didn’t move. Being hit by Aaron was like a chihuahua puppy taking on a full grown mastiff.
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