A message.
My phone.
The officer noticed the change in my expression.
—Did you remember anything?
I slowly pulled my phone out of my medical uniform pocket.
There was a message from Evan that had arrived shortly before my shift started.
I hadn’t opened it at that moment because I was seeing patients.
I opened it now.
The words on the screen made my heart stop.
“We need to talk about the lab.”
I felt the air disappear from the room.
“Doctor?” the officer asked.
I showed him the phone.
The officer read the message carefully.
—Do you know what he meant?
I shook my head slowly.
—No.
But inside me a terrible feeling was beginning to grow.
Evan was never interested in my work.
Never.
“We need to check the lab,” the officer finally said.
-Right now.
I got up from the chair immediately.
—I’ll take them.
We left the consultation room and walked down the silent hospital corridor while a single question repeated itself in my mind over and over again.
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