CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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Corrigan was at his desk when I entered. He turned and asked, “Leah redid your dressings?”
I moved some of his clothes to inspect the bed sheets. “Is there a clean spot on here that I can sit?”
“You can sit wherever you want, but if you want clean, I'd recommend the chair.” He grinned and pointed to a lounge chair in the corner, underneath a pile of text books and clothes.
Tentatively, I picked through some of the books and placed them on the floor. Then I moved some of the shirts and pants. Finally, after a couple seconds, I dumped everything on the floor and sat down. Corrigan grinned. “Enough's enough?”
“My place was trashed last night.”
“What?!” He wheeled around to face me. “Say that again?”
“Officer Sheila showed up yesterday and told me everything h
