Chapter 22: I'll Take Every "Gift" You Brought!

Terrance Lyson was not the only one left baffled. Liana Lashbrook and her group exchanged blank looks, just as lost. Liana hiked up her skirt and hurried toward the mouth of the alley to see what was going on. Inside the clinic, Terrance still sat calmly behind the consultation desk. He gestured for the next patient to sit. Three fingers settled on the man's pulse, and Terrance's brows knit slightly. "Too much damp in your system. Fluid in your lungs. You wake up in the middle of the night and...