I put my thumb on the screen and scrolled back up to the first page.

The agreement was four pages.

I had read the first page in the diner and filed it in my head as standard human resources paper.

The second page listed the payment schedule.

The third page was the clause.

The fourth page was a single line for my signature and a date.

I thought about the leather folder the woman had held against her chest in triage.

It had a red string closure and a corner worn smooth, and the tab said Mercer and Field.