CHAPTER 33

brother mark let in dr montoya moorman into his chembers where Doctor H , who montoya was now distrustful off, ran her tests.

"you can't see him now." H said.

"I have to."

there was a fair exchange of glances. doctor H propted her glasses"Jesus,you shouldn't even be here, you're unwell your self."

"I don't need you to tell me."the therapist frowned"I feel fine."

"is it Rylee?"asked the priest, the words barely a mutter.

"I know you came here to ask him about Sara. Adulfs girlfriend."

"and how would you know that Mrs H?"

she humphed"Philbert was worried about you. he told me about your assumptions and worry. I'll spare you the stress of trying to get a rational word out of his mouth, we can grab coffee."

"you talk everything you know."

"fine. and you do Philbert a favor of going back home."

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funny enough, they went to the blue monkey bar, but not to grab coffee, Dumont Bucharest had my heart is a black hoe on his stereo, still a big geek on depressing music.he served whisky.

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