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

She wants тАж no тАж she needs something from us.

Dr. Nour turned to him. тАЬRachel told me you live in the abandoned freight tunnels under the city.тАЭ

He granted her a wary nod. What did she want? Why was this important to her?

тАЬIf I help you now, will you agree to help me with other women and conceal them if necessary?тАЭ
He blinked. тАЬOther women? Muslim women? Conceal them? Why?тАЭ

тАЬTheir husbands beat them and they have no place to hide.тАЭ

He gestured at her dark robes. тАЬI don't understand. You say you want freedom for Muslim women but
you continue to wear a chador. Why?тАЭ

Dr. Nour shook her head. тАЬI believe I can help more women by working within the system.тАЭ She
plucked at her robe and rubbed the material between her fingertips. тАЬThe freedoms I seek involve
property rights and education, not the freedom to display my body.тАЭ

Her ideas held merit. Working with her to help other woman in need would also allow him to form a
lasting friendship with this intriguing woman. He held out his hand. тАЬI will assist you to the best of my
ability.тАЭ

Her fingers felt strong and steady within his. They sealed their agreement with a simple handshake. She
rolled up the sleeves of her chador. тАЬWash your hands and put on a pair of surgical gloves.тАЭ

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Such lovely hair.Mider stroked the thick braid shorn from the Sidhe woman's head. It held gold, black,
brown and russet tinged streaks mingled together in a glorious m├йlange. He tried to imagine how it would
feel to have the fur shaved from his body.

He coiled the braid in his hand. This was neither the proper time nor place to sit around thinking silly
thoughts.

Rachel had left when Dr. Nour began drilling the holes into the woman's skull. She'd become too
nauseated to help them finish the procedure. Technically, the surgery was a success. They'd drained out
almost two ccs of blood from the hole in her skull to relieve the pressure against the soft tissue of her
brain.

The young woman remained comatose and it wasn't from anesthesia. They'd used only a local on her
scalp. In ancient times, that type of surgery was done with no anesthesia because there aren't any nerves
in the brain itself to signal pain. How much damage had her mind sustained from the head injury?

He laid the braid on the gurney. His hands trembled. He wiped the sweat from his palms then placed his
hands on her face and probed.Down, down, down. He fell deep into her mind until he found a small,
faded spark of awareness.

Slowly, carefully, he fed his strength to the spark. It glowed, then flared up into a steady flame. Her
natural empathic shields flared up with the flame and pushed him away.