“Ms. Nicholson, did you come here because you wanted something from me?” Dustin asked when he saw how tense the atmosphere was.
“What, do I have to have a reason for coming here?” Dahlia glared at him.
“I didn’t mean that...” He looked awkward.
“Whatever. Let’s get down to business, you know Dr. Rowan Cross, right? I want to ask him to examine someone.” Dahlia stopped beating around the bush.
“Examine someone?” Dustin sized her up, then checked her pulse.
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