At 10:47 PM, he pulled into the hospital’s loading dock. The IT manager, a tired woman with a clipboard, looked at the wet, exhausted man and the scuffed laptop he cradled like a newborn.
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Ankit patted the laptop’s lid. "Good boy." At 10:47 PM, he pulled into the hospital’s loading dock
He pulled over to the gravel shoulder, the rain hammering the roof. He unclipped the Latitude, brought it onto his lap, and opened the cracked hinge. The screen glowed softly in the grey twilight. At 10:47 PM