The Auction Block (Agents of Interpol 1)

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"Yeah. Shannon too?"
He meets my gaze as I stop across from him, leaning against the counter. "Yeah. She's had them every night since you brought her home."
"She'll get better, Dresden."
"Have you?" His face tightens in pain, full of disbelief.
"No. But, I went through far worse and I still manage," I say pushing off the counter.
I pull a bottle of water out of the fridge and sit down on the stool next to him. He reaches over and puts his hand on my back. I sigh deeply and chug my water.
"How do we help them, Lily?"
"I can call my shrink," I say, shocked I didn't think of it sooner. "He's in DC, but I'm sure he can come here."
"You have a shrink?"
"Yep. Jax used to make me see him three times a week after he first found me. Then I saw him after every assignment. It's been awhile, but he's the best. It's why Interpol hired him."
"I think that would be a good idea."
I stand, grabbing Dresden's head and pulling him into a hug against my chest. "We'll get through this. All of us."
He puts his arms around me and squeezes. "I hope you're right."
I laugh. "I'm always right."
"Smart ass," he says, letting go.
I walk back to Blake's bedroom and pull my cell phone from the nightstand. Unlocking it, I press the speed dial for my doctor. It's 4:00 AM, but I know he'll answer.
"Doctor Saladinya, it's Lily."
"Lily? Are you okay? It’s been awhile."
"I'm okay. I need a favor."
"Sure, what's going on?"
"Can you come to Baltimore? We're on assignment and I have two people who need someone to talk with."
"Email me the address. I'll be there by nine."
"Thanks, Doc."
"You and I need to talk as well. I heard about Jax's dismissal."
"I'll see you at nine."
"Yes, sir."
I hang up and email him the address. Climbing back into bed, I sigh. We're not making any advances on this assignment. If we don't make something happen soon, The Taurus are going to get the better of us and we'll all be killed.
I close my eyes as Blake rolls over, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me tight against his chest. I drift into an uneasy sleep, full of darkness, canes, and sinister laughter.