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John had promised Helen that he would stay away from her until his three days were up, but he made no such promises about Will. He refused to think of the man as her husband, although he wasn't entirely sure if that was because he hated the idea or because he found it so ridiculous.
So he had decided to pay Dr. Zimmerman a visit as early as possible. It wasn't entirely difficult to find where Will had set up practice and just as easy to let himself into the office. Security in Victorian times was not as secure as some would like it. Or perhaps the island was so idyllic that it normally didn't require much in the way of security.
Either way, John Druitt was waiting for the good doctor. Seated comfortably in the chair that was normally reserved for the therapist, his fingers were steepled as he patiently waited for the other man to show. He felt it... prudent for them to have a talk.