Doctor Fred felt the weight of every eye on him. He knew he'd fucked up, but nothing stung more than the disgust in their stares. He chuckled bitterly; never had he thought it would end so badly.
"All I wanted was to be better at something. I was good; I've always been perfect, but him..." He pointed to Doctor Bernard, who sat quietly in the crowd.
"You always act like you know it all. You claim to put the patients first, but we all know that crap. It's their praises you want, the gifts, so don't come here pretending you don't like the six-figure salary, for it took me selling myself to get it. The courtroom grew eerily silent; everyone digested the words, then a loud gasp rippled from within.
"Objection, your honor… not admissible." Chief Lucas's lawyer yelled, but it was too late. There was no damage control. Opinions, like the posts and memes, were flying all around, gaining more audience.
