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Havers was the race’s only healer, and his subterranean clinic, which was at its new site across the river, treated everything fronails to the h risk by definition, and advanced elderly care Nobody was ever turned away, even if they could not pay, and there was one standard of care for all: the very best Havers and his nursing staff could give

There was, however, a special unit for people who, by virtue of their wallet size and bloodline, could afford to be indulged--and Ivie had long supposed that that restricted-access part of the clinic hat paid for the many ere too poor to afford what they needed Havers was running a business, after all, one with fixed costs like drugs and employees and expensive equipment that broke or needed maintenance--and then there was the reality that the hted

So yes, if the rich wanted to check in, either because they had a probleht they had a probleloves and did what they did for the rest of the co

Rubes was going to be a perfect addition to that part of the clinic She was beautiful and cheerful and so positive, you couldn’t help but be uplifted She was also wired, so working round the clock and catching sleep when she could wasn’t going to affect her performance

And yeah, o thousand extra a month

That was a whole lot of Zappos

"Don’t worry, Ivie, I’ll still be around lots I can coether"

"I’d like that" Ivie collapsed her e over the clean floor "I really would"

"And you didn’t hear froain?"

"Oh, I don’t expect to"

Ivie snagged her e and Coke can and headed across to the trash can The break roo with lockers, a sofa in front of a TV that was usually off, and a lending library of azines and not-as-current hardcovers and paperbacks A door toward the back opened up to a bathroom that had showers and toilets, and then there was another one that led to the bunkhouse, where the bedroo staff were lined up one by one as if in a hotel

"How’s your patient in four?" Rubes asked as she got up and ditched her trash, too

"Getting better Bone has set beautifully and her hellren caht at the latest"

"Don’t you love a good outcome?"

"Yes, Rubes, I do"

--

And this hy you didn’t let males you’d just been on a first date with take you home

As Ivie shut her apartic float she’d been rocking when she’d co a pathetic polar opposite of that happy fizzy buzz, her feet plodding their way down to her bedroo in a dull way that nitude with tenacity

"It’s fine," she said into the silence as she flopped down on her bed "All good"

After kicking off her shoes and dropping her bag, she fell back onto the duvet and stared at the ceiling Man, she’d definitely uy Things had been so electric between the stupid like invite him up here, and then where would she be with all this he-isn’t-calling--

Her phone went off in her purse and she glanced at the clock on her bedside table Right on schedule, it was her dad calling to otten hoo into voicerunt, she sat back up and dropped her hand into her bag to fish around--

Unknown Nuits that were not entered into her contacts list, but literally the title Unknown Nu the call, she said, "Hello?"

"I can’t wait any longer I did the best I could"

Ivie smiled so wide, she put her hand up to cover the dopey expression even though she was alone "Well, as I live and breathe, Silas, son of Mordachy"

His deep voice was raspy in a fantastic way "I didn’t want to cooal was to y, but I cracked"

"I’h to admit you broke down earlier than planned, I’llto worry you wouldn’t be back"

Oh, that laugh "Not a chance I can’t stop thinking about you--but not in a stalker way, I pro"