"Casey Daniels - Pepper Martin 01 - Don of the Dead" - читать интересную книгу автора (Daniels Casey)

"Remarkable."

I thought maybe he was looking at my chest again. But Dan was apparently more of a brain man. He
turned right around and went straight for the pictures. "Has Dr.Cho seen these?"

"Sure." I gave up on the pulled-back shoulders. Dan wasn't paying attention and besides, my back
muscles were cramped. "She said my brain is as good as the rest of me."

"Yes." He plucked the first X-ray off the wall and held it up to the overhead fluorescent lights. "I can see
that. ExceptтАж " He looked at the X-ray so intently, I was convinced he forgot I was there.

"Except what? You don't see anything wrong, do you?"
 Hehad forgotten I was there. I could tell when he looked at me through the picture of my brain. Like
he'd never seen me before. "Wrong? No. I mean, there is a slight deviation in the occipital lobe." He
squinted and took a closer look. At the X-ray, not at me. "And Dr.Cho ordered an
electroencephalogram, didn't she?" He ruffled through the papers on the desk, and when he didn't find
what he was looking for, he tapped a finger against his top lip. "Of course if we had old scans to
compare with these new scansтАж " He glanced my way. "You weren't lucky enough to have a brain injury
before this one, were you?"

"Lucky? You mean the part about me smacking my head against a slab of marble was the lucky part?"

Apparently, Dan wasn't big on irony. He chewed his lower lip. "Too bad." He plucked one of the scans
off the wall and held it side by side with the X-ray. "Of course Dr.Cho is the doctor and if she's
convincedтАж " He drifted off again.

I wasn't about to give up. Not easily, anyway. While Dan studied my brain, I took a closer look at his
nametag.

"You're a doctor, too, right? Your nametag saysтАФ"

"Not a medical doctor." He lowered the pictures. "I've got a PhD in psychology. And another one in
biochemistry. And one in associatedneuro -sciences. And oneтАФ" He gave me a quick grin. "All that
doesn't matter."

"What matters is that you study brains."

Dan looked at the pictures again. "Yours is very interesting."

As compliments went, it wasn't much, but it was more than I'd gotten from any other guy in as long as I
could remember. I perked right up. "We could talk about it."

"Really?" Dan perked up, too. The smile he gave me was toothpaste-white. He checked his watch. "I've
got a meeting in ten minutes but if you're going to be around the hospital later, maybe we couldтАФ"

"Hospitals are for sick people!" He didn't get the joke. I gave up trying to be cute. I was too old for it
and it wasn't working anyway. "How about a drink sometime?"

Like I'd suddenly started speaking a language Dan didn't understand, he gave me a blank look. The next
second, he blinked, surprised. "You're not asking me out on a date, are you?"