“Yeah, I know that, OK?” Zach was losing his patience now. “But it’s not up to me. I gotta do my thing. You gotta tolerate it and not die. And when this is over, there will be crap-tons more security regarding your mail and your building.”
He finished up with Edgeworth, flicking a gown at him. “Same thing. Then we sit around for hours and hours doing nothing until something happens.” He unplugged the x-ray and began to wheel it off to another room. “There’s a TV at least. Go entertain yourselves for a while. And that’s probably going to be a long while…”