Before we go in,” Suseas exhales unsteadily. “I must ask again. Are you absolutely certain you desire to meet this patient?” I resist the urge to twist a strand of hair between my fingers. “Because, to be absolutely frank… I wouldn’t wish this encounter on my worst enemy.” This is exhilarating. Her dim eyes tell me to be petrified with fear. But the only thing I am feeling is impatience. “I am certain,” I say.
