The lenses reflected the harsh overhead lights.

“Bowel resection is highly likely.

We have to remove the damaged sections and reconnect the healthy tissue.

The longer they stay in there, the more tissue dies.”

I signed my name on the bottom line.

The letters looked jagged and uneven, scratching heavily through the thin carbon paper.

“I vacuumed the office yesterday morning,” I said.

Miller looked down at me.