Eighteen
I arrived at the clinic, surprised to find a small crowd in the lobby. A frown replaced my smile at the presence of so many people. This was an animal clinic, animal.
I snuck over to the group of apprentices in the corner. “What’s going on?” My eyes widened when I spotted the two directors arriving with a small group of people in tow, all in stiff suits and clipboards. That couldn’t be good.
“No idea,” Kim answered. “I wonder if it has something to do with Patricia.”
I followed her gaze to the other side of the room where a lonely figure was standing by herself.
“That’s Patricia?” I took in the other girl, not sure what I expected from the infamous sixth apprentice. She wasn’t particularly foxy or meek, not tall or short, not unique or forgettable. Just a regular person that
