Chapter 63

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  I narrowed my eyes to that statement. Orthopedists can carry out surgeries on bones, so, I don’t see the need to tell me he is both a surgeon and an orthopedist.   “He can cut bones and make it regrow.” He added that was enough praise for the man I was feeling soft for.   “She knows that already,” Alessandro said. “We’ve met long before now.”   “Come on, you haven’t stayed that long in our country.” Ambrose made faces. He hated to have Alessandro ruin his little effort to entertain me with bragging noise.   My assistant arrived with the cups and placed them on the desk. Three plastic cups with tags, fresh from the pile of supplies we came with.   “And his friend,” Ambrose continued, “He is a neurosurgeon.”   I feigned amazement just not to kill the vibe he wanted, but I wanted him

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