Chapters (73)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- PART I
- Chapter 1.
- Chapter 2.
- Chapter 3.
- Chapter 4.
- Chapter 5.
- Chapter 6.
- Chapter 7.
- Chapter 8.
- Chapter 9.
- Chapter 10.
- Chapter 11.
- Chapter 12.
- Chapter 13.
- Chapter 14.
- Chapter 15.
- Chapter 16.
- Chapter 17.
- Chapter 18.
- Chapter 19.
- Chapter 20.
- Chapter 21.
- Chapter 22.
- Chapter 23.
- Chapter 24.
- PART II
- Chapter 25.
- Chapter 26.
- Chapter 27.
- Chapter 28.
- Chapter 29.
- Chapter 30.
- Chapter 31.
- Chapter 32.
- Chapter 33.
- Chapter 34.
- Chapter 35.
- Chapter 36.
- Chapter 37.
- Chapter 38.
- Chapter 39.
- Chapter 40.
- Chapter 41.
- Chapter 42.
- Chapter 43.
- Chapter 44.
- PART III
- Chapter 45.
- Chapter 46.
- Chapter 47.
- Chapter 48.
- Chapter 49.
- Chapter 50.
- Chapter 51.
- Chapter 52.
- Chapter 53.
- Chapter 54.
- Chapter 55.
- Chapter 56.
- Chapter 57.
- Chapter 58.
- Chapter 59.
- Chapter 60.
- Chapter 61.
- Chapter 62.
- Chapter 63.
- Chapter 64.
- EPILOGUE
- ALSO BY ROBIN COOK
“Okay, Miss Grazdani. Today is Thursday. Monday morning, first thing, I shall expect you to resume your responsibilities as a fourth-year medical student. I am also reminding you to stay away from Dr. Rothman’s laboratory. This is compassionate leave, not an opportunity for you to play epidemiologist again. We have real epidemiologists who are qualified to do the work. Do you understand?”
Pia nodded.
“Please say, ‘I understand,’ ” Dr. Bourse said. She wanted to be absolutely clear.
“I understand,” Pia said, almost inaudibly.
“Mr. Wilson. You’ll return to Radiology today—”
“Absolutely, Dean,” George said, cutting her off.
“And you will also cease enabling Miss Grazdani. Perhaps you might want to ask yourself why you, with a hitherto spotless record, are drawn into the kind of behavior we saw last night. Gnothi seauton—do you know what that means? It means ‘Know thyself,’ and it’s something that we as physicians need to remember always.
“I doubt that it was your idea, Mr. Wilson, to break into Dr. Rothman’s lab, and I hope that in the future you will let your actions be guided more by your intellect than by your id—by your cerebrum more than your hypothalamus.”
George eagerly nodded agreement.
“Everyone clear?” Dr. Bourse said. Pia and George nodded in unison.
“Well, thank you. You can go.”
Dr. Bourse watched George hold the door open for Pia, who left without acknowledging George. She acted as if George holding the door for her was a matter of right.
Dr. Bourse sat at her desk for a few minutes of contemplation. Since a large part of her job was to get to know her population of medical students at the Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons, she thought about the strange relationship between Pia and George. Of course, fraternization between students was not necessarily encouraged, nor was it discouraged, provided it did not interfere with performance. In this romance, it was pretty obvious what he saw in her as she was the source of considerable gossip around the center as a particularly beautiful, intelligent, but enigmatic young woman. What wasn’t so clear was whether there was any reverse attraction.
Relations between staff and students, on the other hand, were officially frowned upon, but it was difficult to enforce a ban when the parties were all consenting adults and the students mostly in their late twenties. There had been persistent rumors concerning Pia Grazdani and Dr. Rothman. Again, Pia’s exotic beauty and obvious intelligence were lost on few people, but what she might possibly have seen in him was beyond most people’s comprehension. But nothing was ever substantiated and while there was every reason to believe that Dr. Rothman had given his student significant responsibilities and privileges, there was never any evidence that he had done so inappropriately. And now, Dr. Bourse thought, the conundrum of their relationship would just have to remain one of life’s little mysteries.
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