Chapter 487

The treatment went almost too smoothly.

When it ended, Luther accepted the new prescription Clara had written. He braced himself on his cane and led them to the door. "Dr. Mercer, thank you for coming."

"I will not delay your care," she replied in a measured voice. He did not wait for her to ask. He raised the matter himself.

Clara pressed her lips together. She remained wary, but she softened her