“We’re going straight to my place,” Michael said.

A young doctor in a green fleece jacket came into the room carrying a silver metal clipboard with a thick stack of printouts.

“I’ve got the official medical evaluation for the county clerk,” the doctor said.

He handed Michael three pages stapled in the top left corner.

Michael read the first paragraph.

The clinical language described a clean fracture of the right ulna, an exact match for a blow from a blunt wooden object.

“Judge Vance needs the emergency protective filing forms attached to this,” Michael said.