“When I asked her, she said that she had her eyes on a pair of corneas.”
“From a living person?” Shane tightened his grip on his phone as a grim expression crossed his face.
Jackson shook his head. “She said that the person with those corneas will be dying soon.”
So the corneas are from someone who’s on the brink of death.
Shane’s initially tensed expression became relieved and he loosened his grip on the phone. While the hostile look in his eyes faded, he asked, “Who’s the person with the corneas? Has the person agreed to donate them to her?”
“I don’t know about that. Jacqueline refuses to say anything, so I have no choice but to call you and ask you to convince her.” Jackson shrugged exasperatedly.