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dden spot by the estate's back
ary-looking cooler, her face etched with worry.
person who knew even a fraction of my secrets. An orphan I'
taking the heavy cooler. "And the bi
ssed a warm paper bag into my other hand. "You have
my chest. I nodded, then hurried
at looked like standard medical supplies: sterile gauze, saline, antibiotic ointm
ent. Disguised as
deal with that
carefully cut away the harden
from clenching. The stitches were crude, some already torn
, with saline and antiseptic. M
ower and speed, was now so fr
of the vials of nano-agent. I administered it in small doses
roscopic, well-trained soldiers, beginning
d a professional compression wrapping technique I'd learned while minoring
m water with a syringe, and turned him to pr
cision instrument. Calm, ef
inished did a wave of
de the bed and finally rememb
hot and sour soup from my fav
s castle of conspiracy and crisis, the simple wa
y doctor comes once a week, but he's been 'on vacation' for the past month
d the name away. Inc
ed Kade's real-time
ture was slowly starting to drop. His
realize I'd been holding.
ht softened the sharp lines of his face, hi
war anymore. He looked like a
from the moment I decided to save hi
listening to the sound of his steady
not in a soft guest bed, but on the
ave me a sense of peace
as the one
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