The Doctor's Convict
The Russian hulk entered the room, and he nodded at me respectfully and, as usual, Jackson’s eyes widened when he saw him up and close.
“Sergey, would you please tell Doctor Jackson here who was the monster that pummeled me yesterday?”
I asked absently as I began to sip my coffee, enjoying its bitter taste and feeling it lightening up my nerves. Just what I needed.
“No animal sir, it was Miss Brown who fucked you up like that.”
Sergey said firmly, and I threw my head back and chuckled loudly, shaking and feeling tears fall from my eyes because Jackson spat his food and stared at me in horror
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