Banerjee settled his cool brown eyes on her. “Miss Romero, you’re walking well.” “I am.” She did a clumsy pirouette, all the weight on her no-longer-bad leg. “I’ve seen the MRI. A promising development.” He patted the table. “Lie down, please.” She slid up onto the table and lay on her back. He f...
Gene sat at the head of the conference room table, flanked by Marty and Doug. Carl leaned his good shoulder against the wall, and Jerri stood next to him. Gene felt like they were interrogating him. "I agree with Marty," Doug said. "That man should never draw another breath of free air." "Or an...
"Rowley speaking." 8:02 am wasn't quite too early to call on a Tuesday. "Morning," Janet LaLonde said. Director of Information and Computing at ICAP, Janet's job reached into every dark corner of the international organization. "You ever heard of Lake Barnacle, Georgia?" "What do I win if I have?...
The angel smiled as Monica opened her eyes, stroked her hair and folded her in its wings of ice. She sighed and returned the smile, sinking into the soothing warmth. She knew its face; it looked like her dad, but had her husband's brown eyes—or maybe Adam's—but flecked with brilliant green. It sp...
Ani didn't see him until lunch but had heard all about it from Fey. He hadn't said a word to her, or Jake, or any of the other emos. Perfect. "Look at him," Fey said around a mouthful of lukewarm goulash. "Sitting over there with his new friends like he's the shit." From the uncomfortable looks t...