Now I wondered whether it had been misplaced at all.

PART 10

The first person I called from the hospital, after arranging privacy controls on my records, was my oldest friend, Leila Grant.

We had shared a dorm room when I studied design and had stayed close through jobs, moves, and marriage.

Vance disliked her because she asked direct questions.

“I’m coming,” she said before I finished explaining.

“You work tomorrow.”

“I can rearrange tomorrow.