Dr.

Marcus Vance was sitting in a small study in Vermont, framed by wooden bookshelves and a single brass lamp.

His gold reading glasses lay next to a stack of blue folders on his desk.

“Thank you for taking my call on such short notice, Dr.

Vance,” I said.

Dr.

Vance cleared his throat and adjusted the angle of the camera on his desk.

“I kept duplicate medical logs for a reason, Vivian,” he said.