Chapter 211

Unmoved and unflinching, like he was just told the earth was round.

She waited, listening to her breath, eyes on him with his chin held high; she wondered if he even heard what she said.

Then finally, his face still poker, he drew breath in, "That isn't good,"

She blinked at him, seeing he wasn't going to say anything else; she looked at the woman who was pushing cotton wool into a spirit container.

It felt strange that the Doctor hadn't inquired about her injuries yet. Was she taking Nikolai's word for it? Well, he was president; he could buy her silence.

Lowering her lashes, she continued, "There was no sign of a break-in; the method used on him was torture, something called Ling chi,"

The doctor paused on Elena's arm, and when Elena raised her head, it was to see her staring at the president aghast.

Nikolai raised a brow, his eyes boring into hers. "Doctor Clara, is there anything I can do for you?"

The woman let out, "Ling chi, death by a