They guide him down the hall and through a doorway, angling his wheelchair away from the calendar.
Once the room is quiet, the lighting lowered to a comfortable shade, a flat-screen monitor is attached to his wheelchair. He listens to the first question, the first of many, and stares at a screen with many tabs. He locates one, and a red circle slowly fills.
“My name is Prichard Colón,” a robotic voice says.
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