LUCIEN
Nirelle had a lot of emotional baggage. I think that for a case like hers, we might be uncovering a lot of things, but one thing she had been able to master that I could not was hiding it pretty well. She bent her head slightly to the side and smiled at me. Was she supposed to be smiling? Did people in pain smile? I could tell that she was injured, but seeing how she had objected to having s*x, I did not know how she was going to react to me if I tried to check her back.
"Where is she?"
"Probably attending to a patient who is in more need than I," she replied with her eyes closed. I had insisted that she sit with her back on a pillow on the bed. She put her legs up and closed her eyes so delicately that it was almost as if she were asleep.
"I have told you that..."
"I am not hu
