“It's one word, dammit. One, word!”

The signmaker's apprentice, who wasn't more than 25, blinked at me and stared at his handiwork on my office door. “My name,” I said again, slowly, “is Victor McRae, psychotherapist.”

The sign on my window now read... Victor McRae - Psycho the Rapist

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