“Look, I really don’t have time to get into this right now. Can
you get Barry to forward that message?”
“Sure, but you can’t reply to it. Barry traced it to a public library in Baltimore. It was just signed S.S.”
“S.S.?” He looked like he had just seen a ghost.
“Yes, S.S.,” she responded. “That’s all Barry said. Is there something I should know? You’re starting to worry me here.”
“Nothing to concern yourself with. It’s military stuff. Just get me the note from Barry. And now if you’ll excuse me, I have little people waiting for me.”
As he walked back in the direction of the nurses’ station, Shelly
could read his body language. He looked troubled.
Doris called out, “Thin Mints for sale!” Dr. Wall barely even acknowledged her presence.
*****
That afternoon, Shelly entered the office suite and found Doc Wall staring at his computer screen.
“Did you get the message that Barry sent?”
“Yes, I did,” he answered without looking up. “And I do have a concern, so sit down.”
Shelly sat on one of the two leather chairs in front of his desk, eager to know what was going on.
Dr. Wall got up from his chair and walked to the window, staring out at the city.
“Okay, what’s going on?” she asked.
“I really can’t get into it, but I have never lied to you. You know that, right?”
“You lied to me about Chucky,” she responded. He refused to
look at her.
“Okay, sorry,” she continued. “But now you are really scaring me. What’s going on?”
He turned. “This cannot leave this room. Got it?” “I promise.” She made a sign of the cross.
He turned back to his gaze out the window.
“When you were in high school or college, what did you learn
about the Nazis?” he asked.