Chapter 15: AnaAna took the long route through the lab as had become her habit during the last week and a half. She dodged one bleary-eyed phlebotomist pushing her loaded cart, and held the door open for another.
“Stat Troponin.” Elizabeth, the night shift processor, shoved a green top tube into the front of the rack, followed by more green tops and a couple of yellow tops that landed in the second row. A grey top and a purple top came next, with it some extra labels.
Normally not one to be sociable at work, Ana felt very much out of place lingering there by the counter, but linger she did. After all, the one and only reason for her detour hadn’t showed up yet. “Busy today?”
“No more than any other day.”
“Excuse me!” Gloved hands were reaching around her to retrieve the tubes.
Where t
