Chapter 14

During the forty-five minutes that it took Priya to amass a more detailed profile, I sent three reminder emails for payments, ate two packages of discount ramen noodles in the shared kitchen, i.e. breakfast and lunch, and disappointed Bryan, the insurance agent who rented one of the other offices, when I failed to have satisfactory answers about how Priya's aunt's dog's kneecap surgery had gone.

A rabid dog lover, Bryan looked so anxious about the animal's condition that I trudged back into my office. "How's Reeses Puppycups?"

I resented even saying the stupid name.

Priya glanced up with a wide smile. "Is Bryan asking? The vet had hoped that she could fix it by loosening the tissue on the inside of the patella, but they also had to stabilize the tibial tuberosity with pins."

I stared at her hard, then turned back to Bryan, hovering in the reception area. "The dog is fine."

He threw me a thumbs up and retreated into his office.