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left to call home.”
Michael was clenching his fists. “It’s been a seven months since your mom. And two years since Kathy. I don’t mind that you’re not talking about it yet. I wouldn’t mind if you were still in a state, God knows you deserve to be. But what scares me is that you’re not. On the outside anyway. You’re acting as if nothing happened, like if you drink and screw around, you’ll come back. And you won’t. At least not the Priya I know,” he relaxed his grip and patted her feet, “and love.”
He got up and started pacing.
“Look, Priya, what you went through was not ordinary. You need to accept that those things happened and you need to heal after stuff like that. It wasn't your fault in either case.”
“ Case ?! They’re not just some cases like the ones you deal with in court. And, in a way, it was my fault. In both ‘cases’.”
“You went to her immediately something happened with Valerie. You did the right thing. Hell , you did the honorable thing. You had both agreed to split up, it's not your fault what happened, and that was months later.”
“I should have listened. I was so caught up with my stuff with Valerie.”
“Kathy wasn't well, Priya.”
Priya had her head in her hands. She got up and she could see Michael shake his head as she walked away into the kitchen. That conversation was over as far as she was concerned.
∞
She came back out a few minutes later with two glasses, one of wine and the other, water. She handed him the glass of water and sat down beside him.
Priya asked, “So, meet anyone nice while I was in New York? You know, cat being away, you being the mouse and all that.”
He ignored her attempt and changed the conversation anyway.
“So why would someone go through your things? Especially your books. I mean what were they hoping to find?” he asked.
“Certainly not the education on the medieval history of every last brick in Galway they would have gotten if they’d gone through your bookcase.”
“Priya! I’m serious.”
“Well, okay. They’ve probably gained an even greater understanding of the psychotic mind, the vain pumping of the self-help lobby, as well as the workings of the incredible Pacemaker Controller Mark II if they bothered to read through the boring research papers.”
“Priya...!”
“No actually Michael...” Priya sat up, suddenly looking thoughtful. She swung her legs off the deckchair and put the glass down on the deck. “I need to check those papers, I forgot all about them. I shouldn’t have brought them with me, I just wanted to figure out something that’s been bugging me.” She hurried into the house and straight to the pile of papers on the floor beside the bookcase. She’d shoved them in the corner between the bookcase and the wall in her last attempt to vacuum the floor.
The folder with the research material on the (very secret she groaned) pacemaker Controller II was still there. She thumbed through it; all the sheets seemed to be there. But she couldn’t tell if someone had read them. Espionage was a common worry in the medical devices industry and she normally wouldn’t have brought the files home. If this had happened a week ago, she would have had to face Daniel and own up to her stupidity. As it was, she now had another secret and the secrets were starting to weigh her down. She knew she would have to come clean on this one, whatever the consequences.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Monday, July 18, 2011
“You took research files home ?” James Reddington was staring at her in disbelief. “And you left them there when you went to New York?”
“Something wasn’t right and I wanted to be sure before I worried Daniel.” She was trying to convince herself, she certainly didn’t appear to be convincing James. It was Monday morning, she was really beginning to hate Mondays.
“Dr. Joseph.” She cringed at his tone and the use of her title and surname. The clinic staff were used to being very
Michael was clenching his fists. “It’s been a seven months since your mom. And two years since Kathy. I don’t mind that you’re not talking about it yet. I wouldn’t mind if you were still in a state, God knows you deserve to be. But what scares me is that you’re not. On the outside anyway. You’re acting as if nothing happened, like if you drink and screw around, you’ll come back. And you won’t. At least not the Priya I know,” he relaxed his grip and patted her feet, “and love.”
He got up and started pacing.
“Look, Priya, what you went through was not ordinary. You need to accept that those things happened and you need to heal after stuff like that. It wasn't your fault in either case.”
“ Case ?! They’re not just some cases like the ones you deal with in court. And, in a way, it was my fault. In both ‘cases’.”
“You went to her immediately something happened with Valerie. You did the right thing. Hell , you did the honorable thing. You had both agreed to split up, it's not your fault what happened, and that was months later.”
“I should have listened. I was so caught up with my stuff with Valerie.”
“Kathy wasn't well, Priya.”
Priya had her head in her hands. She got up and she could see Michael shake his head as she walked away into the kitchen. That conversation was over as far as she was concerned.
∞
She came back out a few minutes later with two glasses, one of wine and the other, water. She handed him the glass of water and sat down beside him.
Priya asked, “So, meet anyone nice while I was in New York? You know, cat being away, you being the mouse and all that.”
He ignored her attempt and changed the conversation anyway.
“So why would someone go through your things? Especially your books. I mean what were they hoping to find?” he asked.
“Certainly not the education on the medieval history of every last brick in Galway they would have gotten if they’d gone through your bookcase.”
“Priya! I’m serious.”
“Well, okay. They’ve probably gained an even greater understanding of the psychotic mind, the vain pumping of the self-help lobby, as well as the workings of the incredible Pacemaker Controller Mark II if they bothered to read through the boring research papers.”
“Priya...!”
“No actually Michael...” Priya sat up, suddenly looking thoughtful. She swung her legs off the deckchair and put the glass down on the deck. “I need to check those papers, I forgot all about them. I shouldn’t have brought them with me, I just wanted to figure out something that’s been bugging me.” She hurried into the house and straight to the pile of papers on the floor beside the bookcase. She’d shoved them in the corner between the bookcase and the wall in her last attempt to vacuum the floor.
The folder with the research material on the (very secret she groaned) pacemaker Controller II was still there. She thumbed through it; all the sheets seemed to be there. But she couldn’t tell if someone had read them. Espionage was a common worry in the medical devices industry and she normally wouldn’t have brought the files home. If this had happened a week ago, she would have had to face Daniel and own up to her stupidity. As it was, she now had another secret and the secrets were starting to weigh her down. She knew she would have to come clean on this one, whatever the consequences.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Monday, July 18, 2011
“You took research files home ?” James Reddington was staring at her in disbelief. “And you left them there when you went to New York?”
“Something wasn’t right and I wanted to be sure before I worried Daniel.” She was trying to convince herself, she certainly didn’t appear to be convincing James. It was Monday morning, she was really beginning to hate Mondays.
“Dr. Joseph.” She cringed at his tone and the use of her title and surname. The clinic staff were used to being very
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