"You hurt?" I asked, sheathing my blade after I wiped it on the dead man's sleeve. His pale belly and shrunken privates gleamed in the faint light and...his dark blood was a spreading lake that dripped through the floor board cracks.She shook her head, making the iron collar swivel.I took her hand, put the dead man's uniform jacket over her thin shoulders and led her across the body and to the place where she was fastened to the wall. Her arm felt strong and warm. I ran chain back through the. Forgetfulness. Certainty that the procedure worked. You’re certain, right?”“Sure, but I’m not stupid! Trust, but verify!”“OK. But if there wasn’t a test, you would assume the procedure had worked, yes?”“Sure.”“And you would be mistaken. There are documented cases of spontaneous recanalization of the vasa deferentia. That is, the tubes reconnect.”“Damn. Which explains why Doctor Carter removed a section and cauterized both ends. Triple protection, as it were.”“Yes. But even men who aren’t sure. Valentine’s. Julie Harrison speaking.”“Yes, this is Constable Meadows of Beckingham CID.”Julie rose an eyebrow on hearing it was the police. The local authorities tended to turn a blind eye to some of their more unorthodox teaching methods. As such, the police gave the school a wide berth. St. Valentines had a reputation of turning out the classiest young ladies, who took major roles in the business world and the civil service. However, unlike normal finishing schools St. Valentines liked to. "A few minutes later, I got into the cab."Sorry I took so long," I said, as we drove away."That stupid bitch was hiding under the bed. I had to poke her ass with a coat hanger to get her to come out. She tried to take off, so I grabbed her by the neck. Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her downstairs and threw her out into the backyard! She'd better not shit in the vegetable garden again!"The silence in the Taxi was deafening.YES.