"Honor gets a massage ..."
Mongkhut drove them to the gleaming skyscraper Honor had seen on the television, smoothly guiding the car into an underground garage, away from the small crowd of business reporters at the building's front entrance. Marq had kissed her lips, and...
"Nicki had many shortcomings as a nurse, but she sure excelled with her bedside manner."
"I hope that Matron doesn't notice that I'm late again," fretted Nicki as she hurried down the hospital corridor, the rubber soles of her shoes squeaking on the polished linoleum. "Nicki! In my office, this minute!" barked the voice she...