Auction

Arzu impatiently took off her gloves and placed her work tools on the glass table. She glanced at the body of the man lying on the laboratory table and said, “Mr. Moshayekhi, you are not going anywhere until I have lunch and come back. You will wait right here. Okay? Don’t move from your place!” Then, she walked slowly towards the restroom, turned on the faucet, and adjusted the temperature to her liking…