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Patient 1172,” he stated.
    “We told the witch that, Doctor,” Turtifo piped up with a smirk. Lili’s hand itched to smack it off his face.
    “That’s Dr. Witch to you,” she snapped. She reined in her fury a bit as she turned to her superior. “I came down here and discovered that one of the subjects had been badly hurt.”
    “Demons are remarkably fast healers,” he needlessly reminded her.
    “That doesn’t mean he should be covered in blood when he’s returned to his room.” It took every ounce of willpower not to throw some anger his way. He was a doctor, for Fate’s sake!
    “Please come with me, Dr. Carter.” He consulted his old-fashioned gold pocket watch before tucking it in his vest. As usual, he was dressed in a black frock coat and neatly tied cravat along with narrow black trousers. Gold-rimmed spectacles were perched on his angular nose. “We have much to do.”
    Lili looked at her patient. “We’ll speak again,” she said, sotto voce , after hastily throwing up a privacy shield so no one else would hear her words. “You have a lot of explaining to do.”
    His lips barely stretched in a smile. “Like I told you, Doc. A demon does it better.”
    She heard the heavy thud of the cell door closing as she caught up with Dr. Mortimer.
    “Patient 1172 is very dangerous,” he informed her, not even bothering to look at her. “You should not have gone in there alone.”
    “He was out of his cell when I arrived.” She didn’t care if she was throwing the two aides under the bus. Damn ogres deserved it and more.
    “He tried to escape when we took his meal to him,” Coing hastily explained when the wizard showed his displeasure.
    “Then we must ensure that doesn’t happen again,” Dr. Mortimer murmured. He directed her down a curving hallway that was as dark and dank as the first one, with torches lining the walls.
    “How many patients are you presently treating down here?” she asked, hoping to bypass a lecture. She was tempted to witch up a few candles to shed some light on their surroundings.
    “At this time I have seven,” he replied, seeming to momentarily forget her transgression. “Three males and four females. This is why I wanted additional help down here. Each patient has their own unique problem that I know with time and care can be restored to full health. Although 1172, the one you tried to help,” his visage darkened, “well, let us just say he is more dangerous than all of them put together. He is a demon who slaughtered more than one clan because of his insanity. Even his kind did not want to deal with him.”
    “Why would you have someone so hazardous housed here?” Lili asked, curious, since she didn’t sense any of the treacherous peril her superior hinted at. “Demons have always been very insular. I would think they would have preferred taking care of their own, or he would have been instantly destroyed for his crimes.” It was because they stayed so much to themselves that most of her knowledge of demonkind came from books and scrolls.
    “Normally it would be that way, but I was given the golden opportunity not only to treat one of their kind a few hundred years ago, but bring her back to a full, useful life. The woman’s sire is on the Demon Council and suggested that I work with Patient 1172,” he replied stiffly, apparently disliking her disbelief. “It appeared even their healers did not want to deal with this particular demon. Patient 1172’s mother is also a member of the Council and was willing to allow me to work with her son. Naturally, I could not refuse their request to see if there was a chance in rehabilitating the creature. It was a challenge I could not refuse,” he replied. “One hundred and eighty years ago, he destroyed an entire vampire clan deep in the Carpathian Mountains. During the battle, one of the vampires managed to force him to ingest some of his blood. It left him seriously deranged. Sad to say, I do not think he will ever