Chapter 45: Misdiagnosis?

"What a coincidence." Jason Yare rose and shook the constable's hand, smiling like they were old friends reunited. "It is a coincidence. We just wrapped up a labor dispute upstairs when a report came in from here," the constable said. Jason smiled. "Thanks for your hard work. By the way, you look a little run-down. Your complexion's dull, and you've got dark circles. You need some rest. And judging from your pulse, I'd say..." Alexandra's expression turned odd. A con man and a cop, acting like...