Reaching the door, Daniel turned and faced partly the other way. There was also satisfaction, but that was complemented by hatred in his eyes. "Very well. I shall be waiting for your call."
Having said that, he exited the office, hastening the pace of his footfalls as he descended the stairwell.
Mrs. Richter leaned back in her chair and brought her fingers together in a steeple. Her mind was occupied with strategizing for her next move. It was true that Mrs. Richter had seen many difficult patients in the course of her years, but there was something about this particular one that tickled her fancy. Ellie was different from the others. She was not damaged, at least, not yet. There was something fierce within her eyes, an amount of sheer will within her that was going to require more than
