“How did she do that?” Molly’s voice broke the memory and we were back in the hospital room.
Desmond turned in his chair, fixing her with a glare that no doubt mirrored my own. Molly shrunk back, pulling her hands free of our grasps.
“Sorry. I just … wasn’t expecting her to vanish. I mean, I know I watched the surveillance tapes and that’s what it looked like happened, but it didn’t make sense.”
“I thought you understood you were there to observe, not make commentary” Desmond snapped.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt. I didn’t realize I could.” Embarrassment turned her cheeks pale and she took another shuffle backward. “I’ll just let you two do your thing.”
I squeezed Desmond’s shoulder in sympathy this time, hoping it would also refocus him on the task at hand. He turned back to face Carl
