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that had arrived in the mail. Before too long, he heard Rebecca come through the front door and went to greet her. In the waiting room, he noticed a small, clear plastic container full of brochures that he didn’t recognize. Frowning, he picked one of them up. It was a patient information leaflet about Mialis.
    “Where did this come from?” he asked Rebecca, his face feeling hot with anger.
    “That rep who came over the other day left them, Dr. Harrington,” she said.
    “Did he ask you if he could leave them?” Andrew asked, his displeasure showing in his voice.
    “No, he just set them up. I didn’t think he would do so if you hadn’t told him it was alright. It was after you finished your meeting.”
    Andrew shook his head with disbelief. Marcel had just traipsed into his waiting room and left these pamphlets without even checking with his nurse. What a weasel. “Samantha,” Andrew said, aware that his voice sounded snappy. Samantha looked up from what she was doing with Molly.
    “Yes, Dr. Andrew?” she answered.
    “He didn’t ask you about these pamphlets either, did he?”
    Samantha shook her head. “Nope, I didn’t even notice him doing it. Sorry.”
    Molly piped up, adding her two cents: “He didn’t ask me, either!” Andrew glanced at her sideways.
    “Right, because you weren’t here at the time,” he said, unamused.
    Molly frowned and got back to what she was doing.
    Andrew threw the booklets and their container directly into the trash. “From now on, I don’t want anyone leaving anything in the waiting room unless I specifically tell them that they can, do you all understand?”
    All three of Andrew’s employees nodded.
    “Keep an eye out when there are reps here and make sure no one leaves anything. Some of these reps are sneaky, and not all of them are peddling drugs that I want our patients asking for. I won’t have it in my practice!” He raised his voice a little, and he heard his own words echoing a little in the waiting room. He hadn’t meant to be so dramatic.
    Everyone affirmed him, and Andrew settled down and asked Rebecca how her shopping trip had been, trying to break the tension that his moment of anger had created in the room. Andrew ran a tight office, and Rebecca and Samantha would both describe him as strict, although neither of them had ever really gotten on his bad side. He saw Molly, though, unfamiliar with his temperament, looking worried, twisting her dark hair around her finger nervously.
     
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    Molly felt uncomfortable hearing her new boss’s tone, but she looked to Samantha to see how to act. Sam didn’t seem bothered by Andrew’s outburst, so she decided to play it cool. Andrew and Rebecca went into his office together along with a handful of shopping bags that Rebecca had come in with. While they were gone, she turned to Sam.
    “What was he upset about, exactly?” she asked. Sam pushed back from the computer and stretched.
    “Dr. Andrew is a really excellent doctor,” she explained. “He’s so good because he keeps up on the latest things in medical science, and because he truly cares about all his patients. He isn’t just here to make money or to get them in and out of the office. He wants them all to have the best health possible.”
    Molly nodded, smiling. She liked the sound of this.
    “You know what drug reps are, right?” Sam asked.
    Molly kind of shrugged.
    “Well, they’re people who work for a pharmaceutical company and they go around to doctors’ offices trying to encourage them to prescribe the drugs that they represent. Sometimes this is a good thing because they give out free samples of stuff that Dr. Andrew can give to patients in order to help keep their costs low. In fact, he saves all them for the patients who have lower income or no insurance, so they won’t have to pay for their scripts. The problem is that drug companies make money based on how many drugs are prescribed, and so sometimes they encourage people to over