Megumi buzzed me through the security doors and pushed to her feet.
"Is everything all right?" I stopped by her desk.
"I have no f**king clue.
That man is a total head trip."
Her brows rose.
"Keep me posted."
"I should just write a book," I muttered, resuming my walk back to my cubicle and wondering why in hell everyone was so interested in my dating life.
When I got to my desk, I dropped my purse in the drawer and sat down to call Cary.
"Hey," I said, when he answered.
"If you get bored - " "If?" He snorted.
"Remember that folder of information you compiled on Gideon? Can you make me one of those on Dr.
Terrence Lucas?" "Okay.
Do I know this guy?" "No.
He's a pediatrician."
There was a pause, then, "Are you pregnant?" "No! Jeez.
And if I were, I'd need an obstetrician."
"Whew.
All right.
Spell his name for me."
I gave Cary what he needed, then looked up Dr.
Lucas's office and made an appointment to see him.
"I won't need to fill out any new-patient paperwork," I told the receptionist.
"I just want a quick consult."
After that, I called Vidal Records and left a message for Christopher to call me.
When Mark came back from lunch, I went over and knocked on his open door.
"Hey.
I need to ask for an hour in the morning for an appointment.
Is it all right if I come in at ten and stay 'til six?""Ten to five is fine, Eva."
He looked at me carefully.
"Everything okay?" "Getting better every day."