The review would consider the records and contents through the proper process.

A key did not explain what was in a hospital drink, but the access question had to be answered accurately.

I placed it on the desk.

For years, keeping that key had made me feel responsible and useful.

Victor had turned that responsibility into a description he could offer whenever somebody asked about the cups.

Giving it to the review felt like surrendering part of myself.

It was actually giving a fact somewhere to stand outside his story.