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"This is probably an odd time to ask, but why are you doing this?" Brigit asked.

Dr Sinha shot her a nervous smile. "Well Nurse Conroy—"

"Brigit."

"Brigit," he repeated. "Throughout my whole life I have been a good boy, a studious boy, a boy who has kept his head down and stayed out of trouble."

"OK."

"I thought it was about time I did something a little… how would you say it? Badass."

Brigit laughed. "You're like… Clint Eastwood meets Gandhi."

"Thank you," he said grinning, "that is precisely what I am going for."