Hunt narrows his eyes at Shane. “Are you done here?” “Yes, all done,” I say tightly. “Take him away.” Hunt nods briskly. “Great, let’s go.” I see what’s going to happen a mile away. Hunt grabs Shane by the arm to get him off the exam table, but because there is a step to get down and his legs are shackled, he can’t keep his balance. He goes toppling off the table and clocks his head on the side of my desk with a sickening thump. I leap into action, bending down next to Shane, who is now on the floor. He groans, his eyes cracked open, but he’s woozy and there’s an egg rising just below his
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