Brenton gave a soft chuckle. "Of course."
The moment he agreed, Eveline smiled and winked at him playfully.
She reached out and pressed her palm lightly against his chest a few times, then half-closed her eyes and murmured the old incantation under her breath.
Brenton stole a quick glance at the clock on the wall, impatience flashing across his face.
He gripped her shoulder and steered her toward the blood-draw station.
Watching the needle slide into her fingertip and the bright crimson blood fill the tube, a spark of real excitement lit his eyes, mingled with the faintest trace of guilt. "Eveline, thanks for doing this."
She held the cotton ball between her fingers, her voice quiet and icy. "What happens now?"
A masked nurse stepped out from the side room. "Come with me, please. Yo
