Chapter 174: Sharp as a Tack!

"On me? What, you mean in my pocket, or in my bag?" Remington Barnacle shot back sarcastically. Walter Zorn cut to the chase. "On the laparoscopic incision." Remington Barnacle looked completely lost. "Oh? What, did someone write on my incision: 'Whatever's inside wasn't left there by Walter Zorn' or something?" Pablo Shayle looked thoughtful, Brayden Moore rubbed his chin, and Eaton Casson pushed up his glasses. As doctors, Walter's hint had already given them a pretty good idea. Walter knew...