Sitting on the stool, Nancy grabbed the topmost documents and opened them to see how they were written in Russian. Thanks to the chip, it felt pretty normal for her to read it through. The watermark was of a hospital, meaning these were medical documents. She recalled how the French house was also filled with Samuel's medical documents, mostly blood tests.
But these were military ER reports and prescriptions, a far different category. Most of these were regarding bullet wounds anyway, symbolizing normal military first aid.
She read through three to four reports with similar content until she grabbed one which was from a psychiatrist. She narrowed her eyes, looking at the watermark and opening the file right after. She started by reading his name: Sergeant Samuel.
More than medical reports, it seemed like a stenographer had written the report of an actual diagnosis. Bracing herself for whatever she was about to read, Nancy exhaled.
