Chapter 81
Faolin closed the door behind them, then stopped before they could go into Elizabeth’s room.
“Listen, John. I know I’m no friend of yours, but I can help you with this part. I’ve known Baruch for a very long time. He specializes in mind games, and he’s brilliant at it. I wasn’t joking about the whole world knowing his stories. You can’t trust him.”
“That leaves you and him in the same place then, doesn’t it, Faolin?”
“I imagine it does,” the doctor said. “But you cannot trust him. You have my word on that.”
Branwen was calmer than she’d been when he left, but Fiona was just short of pushing her and Hugh out the door.
Elizabeth was obviously sedated, her eyes too calm, hands folded carefully in her lap. John looked at Faolin, and he nodded slightly.
“Go on now,” Fiona said
