“No, my name is not Du P— Oh, my stars! Just let me phone someone, will you?”

The receptionist hands Edmund the phone indignantly, as though she isn’t the entire reason for his temper.

He’d honestly thought the registrar’s office to be the last battle he’d have to fight on the road to reentering the medical field, but it appears whatever karmic entity exists to bring misfortune to those who hurt others just hasn’t quite finished with him. ...