Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 242

"A prescription over a thousand? No way!"

Chris and Bridget were hanging out, both sporting leather jackets emblazoned with logos of a professional racing team.

Bridget had done her homework. She'd gone online to dig up some info.

Maybe she got the logo wrong, because she couldn't find any team tied to Chris.

What she did find, though, were loads of standards for professional racers.

Amateur bikers have fewer restrictions, but professional racers are held to some seriously strict standards, one of which is perfect vision.

Someone with a prescription that high couldn't possibly be a pro racer.

Sylvia was having a hard time figuring out what was real. Could Chris be pulling the wool over her eyes?

She pondered this for a few seconds, then looked up at Chris just as he was turning to look at some X-rays, giving her a clear view through his glasses.

Looking through those lenses made Sylvia's head spin.

Chris would have a tough time faking something like that.

Plus, Rupert didn't bat an eye at Chris wearing glasses, so it seemed legit that he was nearsighted.

"See here? No bone damage, so it's not a big deal. Just feeling a

catching sight of his wrist-clean,

Fanny often

Chris really loved watches, he'd likely wear one all the time, leaving

mulling it over, Sylvia decided to test

his seat when he saw Sylvia

Dr. Lennon, you've got really

she said this, Sylvia reached out to touch Chris's wrist, curious if he had rubbed something

before she could make contact,

his tea moments ago, now standing behind

it wouldn't budge, so

"He never

in

watches aren't

one, they might get the wrong

stared at his unmarked wrist,

couldn't have made a

had, the hospital staff couldn't have gotten it

heard another doctor

asked, "Why the sudden