Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

phone.”

“They know about the audit?” David asked.

“They do,” I said.

“The medical board sent them my transfer records directly.”

David dug another hole, six inches deep, near the wooden fence post.

“It’s better to go where they do things by the book,” he said.

“Even if it takes a little more gasoline.”

I dropped two tulip bulbs into the fresh hole.