Who could that be....he looked exactly like Adrian, Lucian’s friend. Or were Samson’s eyes failing him? He rubbed them hard, trying to reassure himself. It had to be him.....no doubt about it. If it wasn’t, the resemblance was uncanny.
Although Samson didn’t know Adrian very well, they occasionally exchanged greetings whenever he visited Lucian.
Even after they passed him, Samson kept glancing back, his mind heavy with thoughts. He returned to his room, intending to call Lucian, but then remembered they didn’t speak on the phone often. Lucian was careful about when they communicated, given the tension they had with Mr. Samuel.
They headed to the psychiatric unit to see a specialist....a visiting doctor who wasn’t always available.
After examining Adr, the doctor confirmed that he had
