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... n Lancaster was actually awake. He could hear Wren Sutton’s voice, but he felt so miserable he didn’t want to move. With his eyes still closed, he rasped out two words, "Head hurts."
"You have a fever. Of course your head hurts."
Wren Sutton turned, rummaged through the nightstand drawer for a mercury thermometer, and deftly tucked it under Adrian Lancaster’s arm.
"Don’t move. Keep it there for ten minutes."
Adrian was very cooperative. "Honey, I’m thirsty. I want ...
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