New Jersey.
Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.
"What are you doing?!"
The next day, Dr. Wilson came to work in high spirits, ready to share his joy with Dr. House.
But it soon turned into surprise and a trace of displeasure.
"What?"
Dr. House smiled dismissively. "You didn't really think I was going to do nothing and obediently become Adam Duncan's bitch, did you?"
"Adam is a friend," Dr. Wilson said helplessly. "You know that."
"I know." Dr. House smiled. "I just wanted to see how the three of them would react under this kind of pressure. I'm sure it'll be interesting.
Now we can place bets.
Who do you think will crack first and start kissing Kingpin's ass?"
"That's too cruel," Dr. Wilson complained. But under Dr. House's wide-eyed stare, he still said, "Anyway, it won't be Cameron."
"Foreman or Chase?" Dr. House accepted Dr. Wilson's judgment by default and pressed on.
"Foreman, I guess..." Dr. Wilson thought it over and gave his verdict. Before leaving House's office, he reminded him, "Don't push things too far. You'll hurt what little relationships you have left."
"I'm betting on Chase and Foreman. One hundred bucks," Dr. House said with a grin.
"Damn!" Dr. Wilson cursed himself for his mistake.
Vogler, the new chairman of the board at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, had made his move against Dr. House.
His first move was to cut the Diagnostics Department's funding and make House decide which of the Three Ducks to fire.
That was within the chairman of the board's authority. The other board members had long grown tired of House's reckless behavior and his absurdly generous benefits.
They wholeheartedly supported it.
Even though House knew Adam had his back, he still wanted to see who would betray him and side with the new boss