On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years
“Clinic management received an order covering all high-complexity profiles from earlier this summer,” he said.
He cleared his throat again and avoided my eyes.
“We’re reconciling the physical records against the main digital archive.”
“That transfer was done seven weeks ago,” I said.
“I have a right to my own lab logs.”
“You have a right to the summary report,” Dr.
Vance said quietly.
He took a thin blue sheet from a separate folder and slid it across the glass.