The city's neon lights blurred into a wash of color behind the curtain of rain. Lin Mo stood before the glass doors of an office building, looking at his reflection: a neatly pressed gray suit, a few strands of hair damp from the rain, and eyes shadowed by an exhaustion he couldn't shake.
The phone in his pocket began to vibrate. The four characters for “Attending Physician” flashing on the screen felt like a needle, piercing the calm he was trying so hard to maintain.
