smiled. You don’t find a diamond every day, he reminded himself. For Ren, he was prepared to break a few professional rules, maybe even a few personal ones. While he didn’t believe in love at first sight, he had no doubt about the powerful attraction between them, remembering how fully alive he’d felt the night before. That didn’t happen every day, either.
“Maybe we need to check out what kind of fruit is in your hotel this evening.”
Ren gave him a curious look. “Please?”
Their food had just arrived, mountains of it.
“I’ll explain later. Let’s eat.”
Seven
CPTSD
Dan was back in his office by two o’clock. At four, he wrapped up the files he’d been mulling over and shut down his computer. Then he got in his car and headed downtown.
Women’s College Hospital loomed at the north end of Hospital Row. He drove by it twice, like a soldier on reconnaissance deciding where and how to make his approach.
In the lobby, a small boy clutched a large bouquet of purple tulips to his chest. The flowers screamed a silent protest at their young abuser, who seemed undaunted by their sorry state. Mute as they were, the best they could offer was a creased, abused look of protest over the maltreatment.
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