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She sobbed as she stood and reached a hand out, withdrawing it as he treated her with disdain. “Don’t.” he said softly. “And close the door on your way out.”
Anton found her wandering the hallways sobbing almost forty minutes later and with quiet patience took her to his office and after a cup of tea and a blanket she fell asleep on his couch.
“Matt?” Hendrix spoke down the phone line.
“Hey Anton, what’s happening?”
“Do you have a moment to see me?”
“Of course.”
Less than ten minutes later Anton opened Matt’s door and found him standing by the window looking out on the bright clear day.
“So what disaster has befallen us now?” Matt smiled and addressed the elderly doctor.
“Lindsey went to apologize to Peter.”
“How’d it go?” Matt waved Hendricks to the couch and turned around.
“He very quietly told her he wasn’t interested in her apology, that it wasn’t necessary and to leave.”
“You blame him?”
“No.” Anton shook his head. “Not at all in light of the recent events I’m surprised it was so mild. Nevertheless Peter’s always had a great capacity to forgive and get on with the job.”
“I know. Elsigner has pulled a clause in his contract to keep him here for at least a month maybe three. I think it’s time I took your advice.” Matt scratched at his nose.
“Easy Matt, I’m getting old.”
“I had a talk with Peter today, he seemed okay with me, but then I was never involved with the whole mess regarding Doyle. I’ll go hassle him, see if I can buy him dinner.”
“You’re actually going to put your hand in your pocket? Now that I’d like to see.”
“Cute. I don’t think he needs to be left alone. He has been for too long. I know he’s got a dad, how’s the relationship there?”
Anton shrugged. “Strained, when we went to Bell Island it was the first time they’d seen each other in eight years. Something happened to make them estranged.”
“You think Peter told his Dad about Connor?”
“That they were in a relationship? No, I don’t think so. I think the source of the argument was more along the lines of Peter joining the OSIR, I got the distinct impression he would have loved him to be an MD. But it wouldn’t surprise me if he knew. Ray may have been a crotchety old family doctor but he knew his son.”
“Was Peter at ease around him?”
“Yes, actually he was and Ray believed in his ability to save Annie. So there was a lot of respect between them. Why do you ask?”
Matt shrugged again as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I was just wondering how isolated Peter really was. The picture is not at all inviting is it?”
Sadly Anton shook his head. “No, and I don’t think it will get better even when he leaves.”
“Meaning?”
“He won’t seek out new friendships in the new environment, he’ll isolate himself and no one will know how to breach that wall.”
“And as flawed as we are, we are all he’s got. That’s what I thought. Elsinger is sending him up to Ontario on Monday with Rollins. How’s Lindsey doing?”
“Distressed; she was crying for nearly an hour, I’ve given her tea and sympathy along with 5mg diazepam. She’s had a lot to re-evaluate lately but should be fine. Her judgement has been off, we should have realized that after the Kelly incident.”
“Perhaps. I’m finding it hard to have sympathy for her.”
“Yes I know, but we can’t take sides Matt. Each of us has our own guilt and we must deal with it individually. We’ve seen what the pack mentality can do to the individual and realistically; it’s as much Peter’s fault as Lindsey’s. Had we have known we could have helped him; as it was, he cut us out of the loop.”
“With good reason, do you have any idea what Elsinger would have done to him? As it was he manipulated him with the case manager’s job so many times but he could have pulled it from him completely and made him finish the contract, at least this way he stood a chance. I understand that.”
“Yes so do I, but it all comes back to trust.”
“I know. Where does Donohue fit into all of this?”
“Ray? I’m not sure I know what you mean.”
“Were they ever close?”
“No actually Ray keeps pretty much to himself, doesn’t like the way Elsinger runs things. You seem to have built up a rapport with him though.”
“As much as anyone can, I’ve got some errands to run Anton, I’ll be on cell if you need me.”
~~~****~~~
Matt pulled a chair out and sat down in one of Charles Streets more upmarket coffee houses the folded napkin with a shamrock drawn on it opened on the table. Kelly was nothing if not theatrical and he smiled, this meeting would be one of the first since he did his Houdini act.
“Hello Matthew.” Kelly drawled as he sat down, his long receding hair pulled into his trademark ponytail.
“Still using the Shamrock Mike? It’s getting old you know.”
“Yes well so are we. I am surprised to have heard from you at all.” Kelly ordered an Irish coffee and his old hound dog eyes sparkled with mischievous delight as he leaned on the table.
“Strange times call for strange friends.” Matt answered as his coffee arrived and took a long drink.
“Life is always strange. I see you need my help.”
“I took care of Lindsey for you, against my better judgement, now it’s time to return the favour.”
“Indeed, I’m intrigued Matthew.”
“Are you? You know somehow Mike I don’t think you are. But, who am I to argue?” Matt’s mobile features quirked upwards into a smile.
“You’ve got some questions about Elsinger?”
“More than you know, in particular his involvement in Doyle’s death.”
“Ah I see Axon is still grieving.”
“You knew?” Matt put the cup down and frowned.
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