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head hurt, and he wanted to go home. Calling out to his brother Jorden,
    he asked him to come to his office. He knew that he was working on a piece of art and
    would come if he asked. His brother shared a building with him but not a practice.
    Jorden was an artist, and used the lower part of the building for his studio. Also the
    upper level when the mood stuck him.
    Jim Mason has been hurt again. Can you come here? Give me a little help in the event I have
    to murder his father?
    Why don’t you just do it and do the world a favor? The bastard has been hurting that kid
    since the day he was born. Just let go and take care of him. He could hear the humor in his
    brother’s voice, but was pretty sure that he was partly serious as well . Where is the
    fucking shit? Your office again?
    Yes. He and his mother-in-law are here with him. I’m having Cortland put Jim in one office,
    the grandmother in another. She’s been beaten too, I think. Jorden said he was on his way.
    I’ve called Children’s Services this time as well.
    Good. I’m just outside your offices. Let me see what is up before you come out. He told him
    to go ahead. Yes, the kid is hurting. Badly too, if his face is any indication. Also, I think
    Grandma might have more than a black eye. She’s not breathing all that well. Do you suppose he
    has been hurting her all this time too?
    More than likely. He’s a fucking bully and taking it out on someone much smaller than him.
    I will be happy when this is done. Maybe he’ll find him a nice friend in prison that will show him
    what it feels like to have the shit knocked out of him all the time.

    Kenton moved to the hallway to see where Cortland was taking his patients. He
    listened as his brother spoke to her in the hallway just outside of his waiting room, and
    then to Mr. Mason. Apparently the man was not happy with the turn of events. He
    thought he should stay with his boy.
    “Mr. Mason, you know that you can’t do that. I’ve told you before that Doctor
    McCade likes to talk to his patients alone for a few minutes.” There were some
    mumbled words, and Kenton walked into the waiting room just as Mason stood up.
    The man puffed out his chest, but Kenton was still much bigger.
    “You think you can just order me to wait out here while you put stuff in his head?”
    Kenton asked him what sort of things he could put into his son’s head. “You know
    what shit I’m talking about. How do I know you don’t tell him that you wanna have sex
    with him or some shit?”
    Kenton looked at young Jim. “You go on back with Cortland, Jim, and I’ll have a
    talk with your father.” Jim looked scared, which Kenton was pretty sure he was. But
    after reassuring him things would be all right, Jim went with his grandmother and
    Cortland. Kenton turned to the piece of shit in front of him.
    “You aren’t getting him back this time.” Mason—Kenton wasn’t sure what his first
    name was—lunged at him, and Kenton shoved him back into the seat he’d been
    occupying. Leaning over the fat man, he put his face right next to his and smiled. “Try it
    and they’ll be taking you out of here in a body bag and not on a stretcher. I’m in a foul
    mood, and would love to make sure that Jim and his grandmother are safe.”
    “You think you know it all, don’t you? You fucking bastard. I want him back out
    here now. You hear me? If you don’t, then I’m gonna say you kidnapped him from me.
    And you can bet that I don’t think we’re going to be needing your services no more.
    You’re gonna hear from my attorney too.” Kenton asked him if he could afford that.
    “You don’t got no business asking me what I can and can’t afford. I know my rights.”
    “Yes, I’m sure you do. But I know the rights of the two people in the other rooms.”
    When Mason lunged at him again, Kenton let him. He knew that it was going to hurt,
    but he also knew that whatever the pain, it would be worth it. He just didn’t expect