“I… I accept.”
She didn’t know how much the scientist needed from her, but the fact that Stark Williams was willing to grant her such a big sum gave her that small hint of hope.
She had already lost too much. This time, in that short five minutes he gave her, Sherry knew she couldn’t allow the chance for the experimental drug to slip past her fingers, despite the possible risks.
It was a fifty percent chance. Dr Jang had already said, there was a chance Anders would die, and a chance he would fully recover. The drug had yet to be tested, but it was highly potent. The side-effects were unknown.
If this was the same doctor who had cured Felicity Summers, Sherry wanted to give it a try. After all, having lost so much, what more could she lose? Even if Anders didn’t die from the drug, chances for him to wake up were slim. Most comatose patients in the hospital who remained in a coma after a year eventually didn’t survive.