Dedrick asked Lexie, keeping his focus on me. I forced my mind to think about nothing but white noise, like static on a radio station. “She seems fine,” Lexie said. Dedrick’s beady eyes mentally probed me. “What’s she thinking?” “She’s not thinking anything.” He squinted until only two black slits framed the bridge of his bony nose. I wanted to sew his lids closed with his greasy hair so he could never look at me again. “Quite clever, aren’t you, darling?” I kept concentrating on my self-created white noise. He clasped his hands behind his back and strolled around the room like he was enjoying a sunny day at the park. “Rina, how are you today? Are you enjoying your time with Maryah?” She lowered her eyes and chewed on her fingers. “Yes, not much fun to play with when she has no body, hmm?”
