24Buildings in S'aven exploded all the time and bits of people were brought into the hospital. She'd seen a lot in her career and yet this was the first time she was totally and utterly dumbstruck.
The man in the bed was Mr Laurie. He was sixty-four – a borderline diabetic from an uncontrollable sweet tooth. His face was wrapped in bandages – a souvenir from his second facelift this year. He'd barely touched his food and his tray had been clumsily pushed away in what looked to be a strop. But that wasn't what was shocking. The treatment was a surprise, the behaviour an irritation, but Rachel had no idea how to answer him as he presented her with a flaccid p***s and told her to get to work.
“Excuse me?” she eventually said.
“Listen sweetheart,” he said through the bandages. “I haven't go
