I settle into my seat, having splashed out on first class this time. The visit to that doctor was utterly unpleasant; he was adamant about examining me. Thankfully, David accompanied me and I brought in my personal bodyguard, who glared at him as if he wanted to kill him from the doorway when he insisted on examining me.

David is amusing, to think he went along with the story I concocted and even held my hand. He was more nervous than I was, but there's a lot at stake for him; if someone finds out, he could lose his medical licence. Now, I must let Chris know I'm on the...