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Why are you apologizing? Lila typed back. He would have choked you! I saw him grab your neck.
Helen watched her tap madly. “A friend of the father, I presume?”
“Sort of.”
He wasn’t going to choke me, Lila. It was just a throw. I started the whole thing. If anyone deserved to be tranqed, it was me.
Helen bought a tray of balls and set them on the pool table with a clatter, settling them inside the rack. “Maybe you should call this friend. It seems
like you both have a lot to talk about.”
“He’s mute,” Lila said, continuing to type. I saw the whole thing.
You weren’t looking at me. You were too busy looking at him. I knew you were freaked out. I should have left instead of letting my temper get the better of me. I’m sorry.
He grabbed your neck.
Tristan had grabbed his brother’s neck just like La Roux had grabbed hers, right before he’d nearly squeezed the life from her body.
She’d seen it in his eyes. Tristan had promised to do the same thing to his own brother.
It was a throw, Lila. The same one you practiced this morning. He and I have had our troubles lately, and I finally had enough of his crap. He started up with the highborn shit again and told me to back off, and I just snapped.
Lila dropped the palm to her thigh.
It vibrated again.
Katia is with him. He’ll be okay. Come to the compound. We should let the oracle know what we’ve found.
Lila typed back a quick response. Not yet. We need to find the second mole before we speak to the oracle.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Helen handed her a pool cue.
Instead of explaining, Lila merely handed over her palm.
Helen scrolled through the messages quickly, then scrolled through them again. She gave back the palm and put down the pool cue, looking around the club, a bit lost. “This whole thing has been about the other one, hasn’t it?”
“What?”
“I feel so utterly stupid, bringing you here. You’re going through far more than I thought, and I brought you here? To a strip club? What is wrong with me?”
“It wasn’t a terrible idea. Out of all the places I don’t want to be, I don’t want to be here the least.”
“Well, I suppose that’s something.”
“It’s better than your first idea.”
“The café?”
Lila nodded.
“Yeah, well, I’m your doctor, and—”
“If it makes you feel better, after tonight you won’t be my doctor any longer. It’s not safe for you. If the chairwoman learns that you’re helping me, especially that you didn’t tell her about my condition, then your career will be over. Rosemary’s, too. I’ve put you both at risk.”
“Don’t you dare take that tone with me, child. Medical records are supposed to be confidential. I would choose my patients over Beatrice Randolph every time.” Helen’s gaze slid to the floor. “But as your doctor, this was terribly inappropriate. I’m sorry. I had to say something, though. I had to do something. I thought you were going to have a panic attack. I could see it starting.”
“A panic attack? Is that what’s been happening to me?”
