Following his meeting with Kelly to explain their doom Ryley had returned to sicbya where his pacing and bad temper served only to annoy the medical staff and actually make one NE in with an abrasion cry. Bailey eventually had ordered him out and instead he found himself sculling the corridors in an ill temper and itchy uniform until such a time as he was sure his prey would be where he wanted it. Reaching the XOs office Ryley didn’t bother to press the chim simply gave the computer the order to override the door and limped in making a beeline for the sofa without so much as a by your leave to the woman who actually owned the room.

He threw himself down into the seat, lab coat billowing slightly in the motion and tugged at the collar again as if the fabric and the pips were made of nettles wrapped in barbed wire. “Two sugars no cream.” He said,looking miserable.

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