rabbing hold of Stephanie's scooter, l

She'd lost count of how many times people ha

ital screen. "Hold on. Show this to the Elliotts. I'm

name she used at the National B

"Dr. Clayton? Never heard of you. Mov

No matter how far she'd come, there were alwa

ough the commotion. "Stephanie? What are you doing here

found herself face-

neer. "Places like this ar

and had come to the hotel hoping to meet the celebrated painter Carl

t her cheeks burn at the thought of anyone linking her to Stephanie, w

face, Aimee tried

her a glance, alread

Waylon's consultation from the start

roke out near the

a doctor? Someon

formed around

ue, and her face is so pale. She k

n sweat-her whole

Stephanie jumped onto her scoot

going?" Aimee called after

d the scene, what she

eatures oddly uneven. Violent tremors wracked her frame, and her limbs twisted at odd

akable-an extremely rare

born th

ks so st

ase move back.

quick but thorough examination, checking the gi

nie worked. Finally, unable to hold back, she blurted, "Stephanie, what

Aimee a steady

features, she gently moved her o

ybody, listen! I know her. She's not a real doctor! She's just pretending, and if we l

knows what she's doing," a w

itor. For all we know, she really is a doctor. You s

edicine. She's going to kill this girl!" Aim

hanie away. "Stop it already! Have you

glare. "If you can't assist, at least stay

folded a compact metal medical kit, its interior lined w

k out a single blue pill, and car

owed, then faded. The girl finally we

mee yelled, "Stephanie, what d