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talked about this. Jade is very busy with school. She doesn’t have time to play with you anymore.”
    “But she signed a paper. Now she has to play with me.”
    “What paper?” Katherine asks.
    “I signed a document saying I would play with Lilly,” I answer. “It’s very official. Your husband made it himself.” I smile again just to piss her off.
    “I see.” Katherine’s normally expressionless face springs to life. She’s definitely pissed. To the point that she can’t sit at the table a second longer. She gets up from her chair. “I need to attend to some things. Have a good trip, Jade. And good luck with school next semester.” She hurries out of the room.
    Garret walks in moments later. “Hey, breakfast with my two favorite girls. How did I get so lucky?” He’s in a really good mood. Probably because we’re finally getting the hell out of here.  
    Lilly hops down from her chair and gives him a hug. She’s big into hugs, just like Garret. He obviously taught her that. I’ve never seen Katherine hug anyone.
    “Are you ready to go?” I ask as he sits down across from me.
    He grabs a pastry from the tray. “Yeah, I just need an okay from the doctor before we leave.”  
    “Why? Is something wrong?”
    “He just wants to check that everything’s healing like it should. Then he’s giving me a shot to curb the pain. The pills just aren’t doing the job.”
    “Garret, why didn’t you tell me you were in pain? Let’s just forget the trip. We’ll do it later when you feel better.”
    “We’re not doing it later. New Year’s Eve only comes once a year. I’ll be fine.” He pours himself some juice. “Have you seen my dad? He told me to check in with him before we left but I can’t find him.”
    “I think he’s already at the office,” I say, knowing he left hours ago.
    “Then I guess whatever he had to tell me wasn’t that important.”
    “Garret, are you ready?” An older man in a suit walks into the dining room. It’s the same man I saw the night that Garret was shot. He was one of the four men who came in and took Garret away in a van. Mr. Kensington said the men were doctors and that the van was a mobile medical unit. I never did find out where they took Garret that day.  
    Rule number one. Don’t ask questions. Mr. Kensington told me that several times after the incident with Sinclair. So I never asked. And Garret never told me.
    “Yeah, I’m ready.” Garret finishes his orange juice and follows the man out.
    The car service arrives promptly at 9. We get in the back seat of a black luxury sedan with dark tinted windows. Why do all car services use the same type of car? It’s just like in the movies. Do rich people only ride in black luxury sedans with tinted windows?  
    “What did the doctor say?” I ask Garret as we drive away.
    “He said it’s healing really fast. After he gave me a shot for the pain he gave me another shot to help speed new tissue growth. He said it should feel a lot better in a week or so.” He wraps his hand around mine. “Just in time for me to come see you in Des Moines.”
    “Where is your doctor from? Does he have an office in town?”
    “No, he’s more of a consultant-type of doctor. He works with private clients.” Garret gazes out the side window.
    “I’ve never heard of a doctor like that. Is he your family doctor?”
    Garret shifts in his seat. “I don’t want to talk about doctors right now. Let’s talk about where you want to go for lunch.”  
    He starts telling me about some of the restaurants we could try in New York, but my mind is still on his doctor. He’s not a normal doctor, and neither are the other three men who took Garret away after he was shot. Well, they’re probably real doctors but they know about the cover-up of Sinclair’s death, which means they’re somehow part of whatever it was that happened that day. They saw everything.  
    I really want to know what’s going on with these doctors, but