Chapter 143

• Eleanor Harrington
• My own heart was a wrung, dry thing as Dr. Spencer (formerly Dr. Lott) and his staff hastened me into the operating room. I lay out, cringing at each searing spike of pain from my break, but all I could do was think of Edward (formerly Rodney). He paced in the waiting room, the very epitome of a nervous son, and for a fleeting moment, that's all I wanted.
• Harvey Collins (ex-Deon), the no-good toady, attempted to placate him. "Nothing will occur, Edward. There is no need to worry!" Easier for him, no doubt. He wasn't the one whose life had been threatened by a cruel, ungrateful prostitute.