with manuscripts on neuroanatomy and traditional medicine. Alexis walked to
on the old man's weathered face. Cary tapp
girl off. Fee
deep breath, h
f my engagement with Bert
k ticking. Alexis had expected her grandfather to ask why. She
ver notebook from the drawer
ut yourself. Now Grandpa ca
touched the edg
new all along he w
ldly, his gray-
s never stay on you. They're always drifting to
ned. Cary lowered his
ng into the study. He had a miniature camera in his hand, t
ly with reality-Bertrand had been after the Santos medical skills f
't you expose
his eyes full
d exposed him rashly, you would only have thought Gr
's throat. She lowered her
orry. I was too
his hand
omeone? As long as you cut your losses in time. W
r head, her gaze
dly? I'll make sure he loses his re
es come looking for trouble tomorrow, I won
ing out the window at the green mountains around Pine Ridge. Night
ence gate. Bertrand Williams got out-white shirt, rimless metal glasses pushed up his nose, a tiny black mole a
ened his tie, put on a confident, gentle fake smile, and knocked on the heavy oak door. He thought that
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