We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, the tension between us palpable. Then, without breaking eye contact, Raphael reached into his desk drawer and pulled out his phone. He dialed a number, and a moment later, a man's voice answered."Yes, sir?" the man said, his voice deferential.Raphael's eyes never left mine as he spoke. "How is the patient?" he asked, his voice firm.The man's voice came back, reassuring. "She's stable now, sir. The doctor says she'll make a full recovery."I felt a wave of relief wash over me at the man's words. Betty was going to be okay.But then, Raphael's expression changed. He smiled, a small, enigmatic smile, and held out the phone. "Delilah, I think you'd like to hear this," he said, his voice low.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then, I slowly reached out and took the phone from Raphael. As I put it to my ear, I heard Betty's voice, weak but unmistakable."Delilah...I'm so sorry...I don't know what happened..."I fel
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