Maya lowered her eyes to hide a small, sympathetic smile, but Arthur noticed it. After the doctor left, Mrs. Gordon escorted Maya toward the staff exit—but Arthur’s voice stopped her in her tracks.

“Snyder.”

She turned to find him standing in the study doorway. “You said you studied nursing.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Why did you stop your training?”

The question struck too close to home. “My grandmother became ill.”