[LAMBERT]
I felt my phone vibrate in my jean pocket. Rolling my eyes I continued setting instruments on the surgery table, using my eyes to determine if anything was missing or faulty. I'm about to take out the brain tumor of a three-year-old who should be wheeled in any minute from now.
I mistakenly dropped a ball of cotton wool as I felt the vibration again. I sighed in frustration. Who's calling me anyway? Zeus bloody knows my schedule and Diablo rarely called unless he wanted news on Zeus.
Diablo.
A possibility. I concluded, pulling off my white coat and gloves before searching my jean pocket for my phone. If it's Diablo, he's going to make me go over disinfecting this place again.
I slide the lock screen before tapping on the answer button, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
