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        Bang!

        Thegssdoorshudderedviolently.

        Everypatientintheic,everynurse—alongwiththeolderdoctorwhohadjuststeppedout—stared,stutheydoorway.

        Elianstoodthere,hislefthandstillstuthepostureofhavingsupportedher,herbackpack—packedwiththickreferencebooks—stillhangingfromhisrightshoulder,andthefreshlyprintedpaymentslipandprescriptionstillchedinhishand.

        “…Whatanidiot.”

        Hegroundthewordsoutthroughhisteeth.Tossingthenurseahurried,“I’llebackforthemedie,”heimmediatelybrokeintoalong-legged,furioussprintouttheicdoor.

        Themomentheshoveditopen,awaveofOctobernoo—30°C(86°F)—andblindingsunlightsmmedintohisface.

        PeoplestreamedthroughthetanglednesoffNanyangStreet.Elianwhippedhisheadleftandright—andquicklycaughtsightofthatfamiliarback,lessthanfiftymetersaheadattheinterse,stillrunningforherlife.

        Butadrenalines.

        adeithalfanebeforethatmysteriousforceproppingupherescapewassuckeddryinaninstant.Theseveredizzinessfromthefeverandthedeep,bonelessweaknessinhermusclescamerbafold.

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