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Once seated, I wait for him to begin speaking again. However, he seems to be at a loss for words.

“I am not sure if I am more nervous or excited to hear about the patient now,” I joke.“It must be something incredible if you can’t put the problem into words.”

He picks up a patient folder from a pile and slides it to me over the antiqued wood of his desk.

“This is why I asked you to come.”

I pick up the chart and begin to peruse its contents.

“She is an exceptional girl. I know she is a good person, but that part of her is buried beneath a thick cloud of pain and self-loathing. She fights with her current doctor every step of the way, and in the almost five months since she got here, we still haven’t been able to gain any ground with her. I’ve never witnessed a case of hypersexuality this intense before. Couple that with the bipolar disorder, and she’s a ticking time bomb of unbridled desire.”

I glance at her chart. The notes listed by her current doctor are shocking. She has nothing but horrible and degrading things to say about her.

Worthless

More willing to whore herself out than to help herself

Unwilling participant in her care

Menace

Without having seen them interact, I can already tell who the real problem is.

“Raymond, with all due respect, I can’t see how her doctor is still employed here. Surely you want your doctors to have theirpatients’best interests at heart?”

“Of course,” he begins, clearly annoyed by my statement, but also at the situation. “Dr. Lewis was one of the first doctors on staff after Meadowlake Institute opened, and she played a pivotal role in the first couple of years. Lately, though, it doesn’t seem like her heart is in it. The severity of this particular patient’s illness doesn’t help either.”

Dr. Lewis isn’t what this facility needs. She’s certainly not what this patient needs.

“Tell me more about the patient—Brynn,” I add, looking at her chart once again.

“She is a handful, that’s for sure. She’s currently in isolation, but if you choose to take on her case, you’ll understand what I mean as soon as you get the chance to meet her.”

“Isolation? What for?” I inquire, concerned.

Raymond cocks an eyebrow at me before nodding to the chart.

I flip back to the most recent page of notes and read about an incident that occurred several days ago.

I arrived at my office early to finish several patient reports. Noticed an unpleasant smell upon entry. Appeared as though something spilled or was poured on my desk and computer. Walked further into the office and saw a balled-up patient-issue tank top on my desk.

Got a bad feeling and sought assistance from security.

Viewed footage, and saw Ms. Holliday and a male patient engaging in coitus on my desk and sofa.

Defaced my office with multiple bodily fluids.

Coitus? Shemusthave a stick up her ass.

“That’s quite interesting,” I state, my eyes still fixed on the page.

I read on, noticing there is a detailed transcription of what occurred on the security tape. Thank God the file is covering my lap. It would be very awkward to have to explain away my sudden erection reading through all of the details.

I need to get my hands on that tape.

“This is some serious behavior. I’d like to go and observe her in isolation, at the very least. From there, possibly even start sessions while she remains sequestered.”

“Soyou’d like to take her case over, then?” Raymond asks.

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