“None,” I said, twisting my silver wedding band around my finger until the skin turned red.

“The hospital told me the testing was left incomplete, but I don’t know what he signed at the discharge desk.”

“We’ll subpoena the discharge desk records for October twelfth,” Vance said.

“Whatever form he signed that day will be in our court file by tomorrow morning.”

“He complained about the five-hundred-dollar deductible twice this morning,” I said.

Vance set his pen down next to his pad, lining it up exactly to the millimeter with the edge of the paper.

“We need an emergency petition for sole medical decision-making authority,” Vance said.