“Let me guess, you don’t know what I had and I can’t tell anyone abut this.”
“I’m sorry,” Claudia smiles apologetically at the pale, but cheerful young man.
“Martin O’Brien.”
“Claudia Brown,” she slips her hand in his with only the slightest hesitation.
“Do I at least get some kind of compensation?” the doctor asks with a boyish glint in his
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