"Barbara Karmazin - Blackbird 2 - Out of the Dark" - читать интересную книгу автора (Karmazin Barbara)

The receptionist tilted her head and peered at him through the narrow slit in her veil. Her curiosity
stabbed into him across the room. She said nothing and continued to type data into a computer using an
old fashioned keyboard. The soft clicking sound of her typing filled the silent room.

The door behind the receptionist dilated open. Rachel stood there and crooked her finger at Mider. He
rose to his feet and carried his burden into the next room.
 The only difference between the physician's chador and his was the caduceus pin clipped to her left
shoulder. The top of her head barely reached his shoulder when she stood to greet him.

He laid his charge upon the gurney in the middle of the room and wrinkled his nose against the odor of
strong disinfectant that permeated the sheets. Dr. Nour touched his arm. The sleeve of his chador had
risen past his gloved hand and exposed his white fur. He felt her shock change to intense curiosity.
тАЬRachel said you were different. She didn't say how different.тАЭ She pointed at his face. тАЬPull your veil
aside and remove your sunglasses, please.тАЭ

He obeyed her command. Dr. Nour's pupils dilated while she studied his eyes. She stared at his furred
face, touched his cheek and then withdrew her hand as if she'd been scalded. Dr. Nour's confusion
spilled over him, then swiftly changed to inquisitiveness. Questions, a ton of them, surfaced in her
coffee-colored eyes. There was no time to explain. Mider hurriedly removed the chador from the
unconscious woman.

Dr. Nour motioned at him to move out of her way. She took his place, lifted the woman's eyelids and
found the inner membrane. Her shoulders stiffened under the heavy material of her chador. She turned
around. Her hands twitched. тАЬDo your eyes have the same membrane as this woman?тАЭ

He nodded and braced himself for her next question.

тАЬWho is she?тАЭ

тАЬI don't know her name. She is Sidhe.тАЭ

A sharp burst of anger flowed from Dr. Nour into him. тАЬShe is she? What kind of answer is that? Do
you take me for a fool?тАЭ

Patience,he reminded himself.Patience. She had handled her shock fairly well all things considered.
тАЬSidhe is a Gaelic word. It means 'the fairy folk.' It's spelled S-I-D-H-E but pronouncedShee .тАЭ

тАЬWho are you?тАЭ

тАЬMy name is Mider. I am also Sidhe.тАЭ

Dr. Nour gestured at the unconscious woman on the gurney. тАЬShe has no fur.тАЭ

He took a deep breath and exhaled carefully. This physician was his only hope. тАЬThe furred ones are
genetic throwbacks in our sisterlines.тАЭ

тАЬAh.тАЭ Her gaze went abstracted. тАЬSidhe тАж is that another word for Djinni?тАЭ

He smothered a sigh. The last thing he needed was to be mistaken for one of her country's ancient