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Chapters (73)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. PART I
  6. Chapter 1.
  7. Chapter 2.
  8. Chapter 3.
  9. Chapter 4.
  10. Chapter 5.
  11. Chapter 6.
  12. Chapter 7.
  13. Chapter 8.
  14. Chapter 9.
  15. Chapter 10.
  16. Chapter 11.
  17. Chapter 12.
  18. Chapter 13.
  19. Chapter 14.
  20. Chapter 15.
  21. Chapter 16.
  22. Chapter 17.
  23. Chapter 18.
  24. Chapter 19.
  25. Chapter 20.
  26. Chapter 21.
  27. Chapter 22.
  28. Chapter 23.
  29. Chapter 24.
  30. PART II
  31. Chapter 25.
  32. Chapter 26.
  33. Chapter 27.
  34. Chapter 28.
  35. Chapter 29.
  36. Chapter 30.
  37. Chapter 31.
  38. Chapter 32.
  39. Chapter 33.
  40. Chapter 34.
  41. Chapter 35.
  42. Chapter 36.
  43. Chapter 37.
  44. Chapter 38.
  45. Chapter 39.
  46. Chapter 40.
  47. Chapter 41.
  48. Chapter 42.
  49. Chapter 43.
  50. Chapter 44.
  51. PART III
  52. Chapter 45.
  53. Chapter 46.
  54. Chapter 47.
  55. Chapter 48.
  56. Chapter 49.
  57. Chapter 50.
  58. Chapter 51.
  59. Chapter 52.
  60. Chapter 53.
  61. Chapter 54.
  62. Chapter 55.
  63. Chapter 56.
  64. Chapter 57.
  65. Chapter 58.
  66. Chapter 59.
  67. Chapter 60.
  68. Chapter 61.
  69. Chapter 62.
  70. Chapter 63.
  71. Chapter 64.
  72. EPILOGUE
  73. ALSO BY ROBIN COOK

Pia started to respond, but Springer cut her off. “Listen, we’ve been over this issue. And let me add that a department head at this hospital does not have this kind of conversation with a medical student. A department head does not have this kind of conversation at all—there are protocols to be observed, there are panels that are convened if there are questions about the diagnosis or treatment. It’s not clear in this case that there are any questions. Jesus, why am I justifying myself to you? This is not how we conduct business around here.”

Pia wasn’t picking up on Springer’s rising sense of outrage. She had him in the room and she wanted answers. “Why weren’t Rothman and Yamamoto being monitored more closely?”

“They were being monitored extremely closely. Each had his own nurse.”

“Closely? How did it happen that a medical student had to pick up on the signs of developing peritonitis?”

“That was a fluke. It would have been picked up very quickly. Trust me. Now, is there anything else I can help you with, any other hospital policy you might want to critique for me?”

Springer’s sarcasm was lost on Pia.

“This case confuses me,” Pia continued. “In fact, it’s one of the worst cases of salmonella or typhoid that I’ve ever come across.”

“In your vastly broad experience,” Springer said.

“In my experience, yes.”

“Well, what are you alluding to? I’m sure you’re alluding to something. So enlighten me, please.”

“One of the first things they told us when we got here was about diagnosis. ‘When you hear galloping hoofbeats, you should think of horses, not zebras.’ ”

“Yes, of course, it’s the oldest saw in medicine. What about it?”

“Should we be looking for zebras here, Dr. Springer?”

“We are not looking for anything here, Ms. Grazdani. But I am dying to know what it is that you are looking for. So enlighten me again.”

“Okay. Is it possible that this case represents some exotic form of an antibody/antigen reaction the body can have, like a Shwartzman reaction? In which case would it not have made sense to use Decadron or some similar anti-inflammatory agent, something potent, to try to head it off at the pass?”

“If that is your great revelation, well, I’m sorry to say it’s not much of one. Because we used Decadron in the evening when it became clear that the two researchers were approaching extremis. Perhaps you should review the patients’ charts before making accusations like that.”

“Of course. If I had been given access to the charts I wouldn’t have made the mistake. But I’m not making accusations, I just want to get to the truth, Dr. Springer.”

“We all do, Ms. Grazdani.”