บท 65: Chapter 65

The first thing Eli did when his last client left was dart up the stairs to see Nettie. She was awake, to his relief, and allowing Diana to feed her from a bowl of broth. She didn't smile when she saw Eli, her sore face probably wouldn't allow it, but even through her swollen eyelids, he saw a blue spark that let him know she was happy to see him. Someone, probably Diana, had combed out her hair and tied it in a long dark braid that lay over her shoulder.

"Everything all right?" He loosened his neck tie and leaned against the door jamb.

"Bees knees," Diana trilled. "Nettie's a model patient. I can chatter all I want and she can't talk back."

"Di - she's supposed to be resting."