Page 529 of Talk Swoony to Me


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“Adrian.”

“Mr. Price, what’s the catch here?”

“There is no catch,” he says. “You’ll live here and you’ll perform your duties as required.”

“And what exactly are those duties?” I ask, this whole thing leaving a sour taste in my throat.

“Nothing you haven’t encountered before, I’m sure,” he says. “General first aid. Maybe a stitch here and there.”

“Sounds a little simple.”

“It is that simple.”

I glance around, searching for evidence of another person. “Well, before I agree to anything, I would like to meet the patient first.”

“I am the patient.”

“Oh.” I pause. “I’m sorry. I assumed you were hiring a nurse for a parent or a relative.”

“No,” he simply says.

I hesitate, struggling to find the words. “I’m… I don’t know how to ask this without sounding rude.”

“What’s wrong with me?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“Nothing, currently,” he says. “But having a medic on standby is common practice in my line of work.”

“Are you a cop?” I ask.

“No.”

“A linebacker?”

“No.”

“A hitman?” I joke.

He doesn’t reply.

I inhale sharply. “Boy, that’s a… long pause.”

“It’s nothing that concerns you or the role you perform.”

“Right,” I say, nodding along. “And now I’m realizing why the pay is so good. To keep me from asking questions just like these.”

“Skylar—”

“None of this is legal, is it?”

“No,” he says, his eyes an even deeper blue. “Is that a problem?”

Sounds good to me.

A few days ago, I probably would have raced down the block, screaming for help. But things change.

I’m in Siren City now.

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