I pushed aside the uneasy feelings – they may have been all for nothing, anyway – and exited Grandfather’s room quietly, following Alexander and pulling the door almost-closed behind me.
We were halfway to the elevator, passing the floor’s reception desk, when I saw that nurse again. The one who was in Grandfather’s room last time Alexander and I were here together. Who had given him a look of longing and a needlessly close pass of her body.
She was standing behind the desk, turned to the side photocopying a document on the glass scanner of a big printer. She caught sight of Alexander as we approached and did a less than discreet double-take.
The last time this happened, Alexander had ignored her attention.
The nurse rudely kept her eyes on my man as he and I passed the desk, walki
