the hell—”
“My son’s at Mercy General. Right lower quadrant pain, fever, vomiting. Their attending is Leonard Vance. He’s trying to discharge him.”
There was a pause long enough to make my stomach drop. “Oh. Vance.”
“You know him.”
“Too well. Lazy. Profiles patients. Especially young men. If your kid looks like anything other than a choirboy, Vance assumes continue reading …
