Page 189 of Haze of Obedience
"Sorry to break this up, but the mother of my child is inside, and I'm freaking out, so could we focus on the patient?"
Blaise's eyes turn to slits. "Don't talk to Sloane that way!"
"It's fine. I'm sorry," she says.
"Don't apologize to him."
She jabs his chest. "You're the one that should apologize." She shoves past me.
"Sloan..." Blaise's face hardens, and he crosses his arms. "You need to cool it."
I shut the door. "Zoe is pregnant. A mob of people smashed into her stomach. What about that situation doesn't alarm you?"
He sighs and scrubs his face. "You're right. I'm sorry."
"What's going on between you two?"
"I can't get into it."
I peer closer at him and soften my tone. "Have you been taking care of yourself?" Blaise and I have been good friends for years. We were in boot camp together and in some ways closer than Andre and me. I'm too familiar with his struggles, but I figured out how to handle mine easier than Blaise did. And he's been in the war zone longer than me.
"Yeah, I'm good right now."
"Is Sloane your therapist?"
His jaw clenches. "She can't be anymore."
"Why not?"
He crosses his arms and doesn't say anything.
"Oh."
Client patient rules.
"Who's helping you if she isn't?"
"I'm handling things. And I'm not going back. My contract is up."
Good. It's about time.
"I'm glad to hear that. I didn't like it when you signed on for another tour."
"I'm done. I won't serve that evil monster anymore."
The U.S. President.
Zoe said he raped her. I want to kill him too.
You'll go to jail for treason.
"What did he make you do?"
Blaise closes his eyes then opens them. "You know I can't disclose anything."
I know it all too well. If Blaise is leaving because of obeying his orders, I can only imagine the demons that haunt him.
"Are you sure you shouldn't be seeing another therapist?"
