The liquid warmed his cool fingertips instantly, leaving them with a tingling sensation. His alertness was second nature, a learned habit apparent by ...he easy way he scanned his surroundings as he walked toward Fifth Street. Ace’s phone vibrated in his pocket with urgency, but he ignored it. It wasn’t until the third series of tremors that he fished the BlackBerry out of his pocket. ‘Yes?’ ‘You need to start answering your phone, I hate when you do that shit,’ An annoyed male voice scolded. It. Let's see... what answer would he give?I didn't disappoint. "I guess. But why?"Kristen blushed some more, and looked to Patty for support.Patty nodded and said, "Kristen told me yesterday that she thought you were a monster... the devil himself. But afterward, you fixed the cravings. You cured her addiction. And then, you held her."Huh? I said, "I held her?"Kristen answered this one. "Nobody... nobody ever held me like that before. Not my mother or father. Nobody. At least, nobody in many. "Peter Martin, this is Emily Walters. She is in the medical program at the University and is on track to be a doctor in the near future. Since you have agreed to undergo testing while I supervise, I will let Emily take over.I watched Emily sit at Dr. Stevens chair as she looked at my file. She went through the vitals that had been checked that day and said I had lost eleven pounds, my blood pressure was good. She then started going over my medications. She asked about each one and if I was. She also had on a thick white pull-over like you might wear in winter, Even though it was very warm in the house. She stopped and flicked her hair over her shoulder to look back at Ron."Don't be shy. Come sit down." She beckoned. Ron followed her into the kitchen, which was even warmer than the hallway. He sat at the table facing the worktop and oven. It was all covered in the same paste mix. It smelt good."Sorry about the mess," Mrs. Campbell excused herself, "I love baking but I get it all.