Braddock was standing at the end of the hall next to Dr. George Flayer. Braddock still wondered if it was his real name or one he had taken on for effect. Regardless, Flayer was really good at what he did, invaluable in so many ways to The School.

"That's her George. She's feisty and really not suited... but if we can train her, I think she'll win an excellent contract, bring in a lot of money for us,and of course will enhance The School's reputation."

George nodded, smiling as he gazed on Jessica's charms.

"So find out if she's physically up to accellerated training." Braddock continued.

They walked back towards Jessica. Braddock whispered in her ear.

"Remember my instructions Jessica."

Flayer took her by the arm.

"I'm Dr. Flayer. I'll determine if you're physically fit enough to stand up to our training regimen."

He led her down the hall and into his exam room. Braddock smiled as he watched Flayer rush her down the hall. He stopped to talk to the hospital administrator about some mundane matter, got a cup of coffee, and settled into a plush armchair in the observation room just in time to see Flayer finish weighing and measuring Jessica's body. He could see several reddening spots on Jessica's buttocks and thighs where she must have flinched or even tried to avoid his rough touch.

Flayer grinned at him through the one-way mirror as he uncuffed Jessica and began guiding her back, towards the exam table.