Something cold slithered down Madison's back. She checked behind and then around them and blew out a relieved breath. It would be just her luck if Jacobson lurked right behind them. Still, for a moment there, she'd felt something powerful breathing down her neck. A presence not quite human. She shrugged, her imagination had always been overactive.
A short distance from her and Rachel, two interns, Sandra and Viktor, stood talking. Of course, they didn't look worried.
"It's just not fair."
"What?" Rachel asked.
"Everyone coming from families living in high cotton will get to stay." Madison liked Viktor and had nothing against him, but a person should be able to keep their job based on the kind of work they did. Not on the amount of money your family donated to the hospital.