He considered calling but concluded it was best that he stayed away for the time being, till he's able to sort out himself and his family.
He heard a door open and his head snapped in the direction from where he heard the sound. He watched as Dr. Jett advanced towards him in his usual gait, he stood up immediately, wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, and extended it for a handshake.
"Been a while, Dr. Jett." He greeted him as they shook hands.
"Mr. Elio, it's so good to finally see you again. You look fit enough to run for the next Olympics." He joked.
Elio laughed heartily.
"I don't think I'd love to go for the Olympics, but I'd consider it. You requested to see me."
"Yes, I did. I've been doing a whole lot of research concerning your condition, Mr. Elio. Let's go to my office, shall we?" He stated suggestively.
Elio nodded as he watched him walk to the receptionist and demanded his file.
