Mr Black

Presidio Bay general hospital, San Francisco, California, USA.

"The director would like to see you, Dr. Patel," the small woman announced, dressed in a formal nurse outfit, and left.

Ava groaned, what did he want now?

After knocking, she was invited in. The name tag on his desk read Director Mark Bryson. A strict African American who attained his height as the director through nepotism.

Ava heaved a painful sigh and cursed inwardly at the sight of her superior, Dr. Luke standing next to director Bryson with a plaster on his nose bridge.

With a hand gesture, director Bryson offered her a seat.

Ava decided to apologize first "Director Bry-"

"Ava" he cut in, using her first name instead of her designation and last name. "Who are you to Dr. Luke?" He asked

Ava held her tongue, what kind of question is this? She asked inwardly. Men here in the hospital were infamous for always belittling women and that's what the director was trying to do now.

"I am his subordinate, Sir," she answered brilliantly.

"Inferior," Director Bryson corrected, "Ava you're inferior to Dr. Luke. I can't believe you hit your superior just because he ordered you not to partake in the next surgery!"

Ava's eyes widened, she looked at Dr. Luke, half amused. That bastard lied to the director. She had to prove her innocence now. "Director Brys-"

"A simple case which would've been solved through mere dialogue, instead, you Ava Patel chose violence," he cut in and scolded

With furrowed brows, Ava tried to explain "That's not the case sir, I-"

He cut in again, "No matter the case, you're never to hit the one who is guiding you but you've shown yourself today. Ava Patel, You're suspended!" he declared

"W-What?" He didn't even give her a chance to explain

"You're suspended, until further notice" he added