“Yes, sir,” he said, speaking into his cell phone as I glanced up from my reclining spot on my bed. He had been talking to his boss for almost a half hour now, nothing more than ‘yes sirs’ and ‘no sirs’ followed by occasional explanations. “I’ll send you the information as soon as I’m finished, along with a way to get into contact with the director here.” There was another pause, slightly longer this time as I looked over him.
He was still sitting at the table as he had been all morning and now all afternoon, his laptop still open in front of him as he drummed his fingers on the table next to him, listening carefully to the instructions he was being issued. Every so often he would type out a quick note on the screen, impressing me as he typed out short hand with only his free hand, knowing that I couldn’t read it and making me wonder if maybe I should be