“Uh-huh.” Nadia didn’t look as he plunged the small needle into her arm and drew out a bit of her life essence.
“Put your hands on the table,” he instructed her when he was done with the first part. “This probably won’t hurt, but it‘ll be helpful if you don’t fall over.”
“Yup.”
Prof. Pitor walked behind her with another small needle kit. She felt two quick pinpricks on her back, right over her shoulder blades. “There. Done.”
“Okay, I’m going back to my room and sleeping the morning away. That okay with you?” she asked. For some reason his attitude and need to control Nadia annoyed her more than usual this morning.
“By all means,” he said graciously. “I’ll see you here tonight.”
Nadia took a much more leisurely walk back to her dorm. The campus was starting to show some signs of comin
