Ronan looked at him for a second and then passed a white business card to him.
Zane took the card and saw the name and address written on the card. He seemed to hear his voice in his head, "And how does that make you feel?"
What was the obsession of the Valois family and therapists?
He coughed and pushed back the card, "I am not crazy. Things have been a little tense and I am missing someone." He smiled sadly at Ronan.
Ronan drank the wine in the glass; it was sweet with a hint of orange blossom and apricot. It was extremely smooth like milky cream liquor, the kind of wine you might drink repeatedly because of its sweetness, not knowing that the alcoholic contact might be greater than a bottle of gin.
Zane also took a sip of wine and held the bottle, "Do you want more?"
Ronan moved his glass, watching Zane.
