Put The Organs To Better Use

Austyn’s face was drained of all colour. Henry gave him a cruel smile. ‘You know exactly what I mean.’ A terrifying possibility occurred to Austyn in a flash. He fumbled for his phone with trembling hands, but he couldn’t find it. Henry knew what he was thinking. ‘Don’t bother to call the hospital. I got Leland Hewitt transferred here at the same time as Charlotte. They should be cutting open his chest right about now.’ Ideally, the heart should be implanted into the recipient within four hours of being harvested, and for the liver, twelve hours. Austyn swayed on his feet. ‘What…what did you say?’ Henry continued in his nonchalant tone. ‘He’s just a vegetable. Probably will remain so for the rest of his life. It’s not like he’s going to be needing those organs. He should be glad they are being put to better use.’ He looked up at his son. ‘After all, isn’t that why you approached the Hewitts in the first place?’ ‘Shut up, shut up, shut up!’ Austyn couldn’t bear to listen to him anymore.