"What?" The specialist's mouth fell open in shock. "How can you help her when you're a man?"
"So, who do you think should help her with it?" he asked. "Do you want to?"
"Of course not," the specialist replied. "I'm calling my sister to do it."
"Up to you," he shrugged. "I was just giving a suggestion."
"That suggestion was not a good one," he said. "You're going to make her uncomfortable,"
Yvonne could not believe how he could make such a suggestion. Lucky, it was a suggestion, because there's no way she would have allowed him.
"Go and call your sister, and don't waste time talking," he instructed. "I'm very busy today, and I need to get out of here."
"Okay," the specialist said, heading outside to make the call.
Javier sat down. "You haven't answered my question yet."
Yvonne sighed. Why was he pressing her on this? Had he found out something?
