12
Mateo strode down the halls of the hospital in a terrible mood. He was late, but not even Nick’s fury could beat back the flames of uneasiness nipping at his spine. Abigail’s goodbye a few minutes ago had felt more like a farewell than a ‘see you again’. It drove Mateo absolutely crazy.
“Whoa, what’s up with you?” Shanya wheeled her chair over to his as Mateo flagged his coat off and plopped into his seat.
“Nothing.”
“Right,” she said and pulled a file from beneath the scattered mess of papers on his desk. He accepted it from her without a word and skimmed through the notes, straining to turn the switch from his personal life to his professional one.
Shanya, unfortunately, would allow no such thing. “Let me guess,” she mused, “you hated the girl they brought this time as well?” “Wh
