"Unless you want me to do it," he continues, as though uninterrupted. "In your case, the package would be much better than standard."

Castle doesn't cop to the innate dangers of the modern workplace, but he's got a little carpal tunnel from so many hours spent hunched over a word processor. In his case, having a certified orthopaedic masseuse on call is essential to his livelihood.

He works his hands outward, pushing with his palms, getting a feel for where she's tight and tied up. Her shoulders are very small, her collarbone a smooth and articulated curve.