Claire had to bring the portable medical scanner back into the containment room to get updated readings on her deteriorating condition. "I'm dying, ar...n't I," Lauren asked."Yes, most likely," Claire answered."That was the real medical study all along, wasn't it," Lauren realized."I'm sorry," Claire shook her head with regret."No, don't be," Lauren said. "This has been a fuck ton better than a lethal injection. I had fun. We had fun. It's... more than I deserve."- - -Whether out of recognition. I came back to my desk, turned off my computer, put on my coat and headed to my car. As I drove home, I thought about Michael and how distant he was and wondered exactly what that phone call was all about. I pulled into my parking spot in front of my apartment building, grabbed my purse and headed inside.I set my purse down on the end table just inside my apartment, flung my coat over the arm of the chair and ran to the bathroom. When I finished in the bathroom, I headed to my bedroom to. "While Constance talked to her boss, I closed myself up in the bedroom and called Jim and Colleen's office.Finally..."Bell Law Firm This is Nanette. How May I help you?"Just hearing Nanette's voice hurt my heart."Hello. My name is Kevin Townsend, and I was referred to Jim and Colleen Bell by George Masset, Chief of Staff to President Dryden." As soon as those words left my mouth, I realized how ridiculous they sounded, and hoped she didn't giggle and hang up on me."Good Morning Mr. Townsend,. We’re not like white men. You can’t be in our business all the time.’ Fine. But he married a white girl. I’ve changed for him. I pry less, I give him space, I don’t ask what he’s thinking all the time. But he’s not giving me anything. He’s just angry.’ She sipped, then said, ‘Sometimes I want to do to him what you do to Adam. To get him talking.’ ‘It doesn’t work that way. He wouldn’t get Desmond’s memories. The man cleaning your basement doesn’t know anything about Adam.’ ”Man’ in my.