“Are you ready to get up?” he asked.
She pressed her hands to her face, unable to respond.
“You did fairly well today. It will get easier the more you do it. You’ll do it every day until—”
With speed that surprised both of them, Bobbie’s pain and exhaustion gave way to anger. She sat up and launched herself off the table, landing so close to Travis that he stepped backward.
“Can’t you assholes get a real job?” she yelled. “Are you even a real doctor?”
The slight shift in Travis’ expression fueled her fury.
“What, didja’ flunk out of medical school?” she asked. Where do you get off kidnapping women and forcing them—oh, wait—is it only women? Are you hiding men here too? You like to have your fingers in anyone’s ass, anyone at all, Doctor Travis? Doc-tor?”
She raised her hand to sla
