The body contained only one sentence.
Please print these before Friday.
There was an attachment.
A PDF.
I vaguely remembered it.
Ethan sometimes sent documents home when his office printer was being serviced. I had probably printed them and left them on his desk without reading them.
I opened the attachment.
Corporate pages.
Legal language.
Names I didn’t recognize.
I scrolled.
Northbridge Medical Logistics LLC.
My eyes stopped.
Medical.
Then another name caught my attention.
Prescott Health Systems.
I sat completely still.
I read the page again.
Northbridge Medical Logistics.
