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He crossed his arms across his chest, showing off the tattoos running along them. Such strong fucking arms too…
“Your office.”
“Thank you, Doctor T.”
I walked into the office with a sigh. It was too small and too dusty. Cursing Detective Knight, I sat down on the chair that squeaked as soon as it took my weight.
I spent the whole day cleaning the room.
When the night came, I realized the lights didn’t work in my little office space.
I asked Doctor Camille to buy me a light bulb from town. I was replacing the broken one the next day when the chair’s leg broke.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake…”
I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact, but someone caught me.
“Hi, thank you for that,” I said, as he glared at me, bright green eyes burning with something odd. “I’m new here. Doctor Sharma. And you?”
His lips curled mockingly.
“Do you work here?”
He just glared at me when Doctor T walked in.
“Doctor Sharma, this is Asher Maddox. Here’s his medical file. He’s your patient now.”
Oh, hell.
“So… you’re just going to stand there and glare at me? If you’re not going to say anything, you should leave. I’m not in the mood to have a staring contest with you,” I said. “Come on. Get—”
A scream cut me off. I jumped from the chair with a frown.
Doctor T’s mauled body was finally found!
“Such a mess.” I tutted, shaking my head, and Asher’s eyes went darker. As I brushed past him, he grabbed my hand and whirled me around, eyeing me with contempt. “Yes? You want to say something else?”
Without another word, he let go. When I walked out, he followed me until we walked out of the gated yard and toward Doctor T’s cottage in silence.
Oswald was shivering as he wiped his sweat, blubbering about blood.
“I-I brought his ironed clothes and saw him like that,” Oswald said. “The door was open and—”
“Someone call 911,” Dona shouted.
“He’s dead,” Becca whispered, pointing to the man. “He couldn’t be alive after all that.” Her eyes were wide, and she looked like she was ready to puke her guts out.
Three of the orderlies kept staring at Doctor T as if they didn’t know whether to look away or not.
And then they were all looking at me like I knew the answers to all the mysteries of the universe.
“Call the cops. Tell them Doctor T is dead. Looks like he’s been dead for quite some time,” I said, wincing at the sight of him.
The local cops would arrive soon with more questions, and I’d be lying through my teeth. It wasn’t new to me, lying. I had survived because of the lies.
“Clear the place. The cops wouldn’t want our people disturbing the crime scene,” I said. “Becca, Dona, go back, and keep everyone inside.”
“Come on, come,” Becca herded the others away, leaving me alone with Asher, and the still pale guard.
