The trick to walking into a place you don't belong is to walk like you're already late for being there.I'd spent five years as a hospital records clerk — a polite title for the person who knows exactly how every institution lies to itself on paper. I knew what a credentials lanyard looked like. I knew the bored cadence of a clinical liaison who's done this a hundred times. I built the badge in an afternoon, in a borrowed back office, on a laminator that wasn't mine, and I wore it clipped to a blazer that had cost me a month of groceries, and I walked through the white marble lobby of the Draven medical division like the building owed me a meeting.Crane Bio-Registry, external consult, pediatric hematology, Dr. E. Crane's office, they're expecting me.They weren't. Crane had named the place to me and then, in the same breath, begged me never to go near it; he wasn't expecting me, and he'd have stopped me if he could. But his name opened the right doors, and his old credentials were re
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