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Chapters (70)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  3. DEDICATION
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. PART I BIRTH
  6. ONE
  7. TWO
  8. THREE
  9. FOUR
  10. FIVE
  11. SIX
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. TWELVE
  18. THIRTEEN
  19. FOURTEEN
  20. FIFTEEN
  21. PART II LIFE
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. TWENTY-NINE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. PART III DEATH
  42. THIRTY-FIVE
  43. THIRTY-SIX
  44. THIRTY-SEVEN
  45. THIRTY-EIGHT
  46. THIRTY-NINE
  47. FORTY
  48. FORTY-ONE
  49. FORTY-TWO
  50. FORTY-THREE
  51. FORTY-FOUR
  52. FORTY-FIVE
  53. FORTY-SIX
  54. FORTY-SEVEN
  55. FORTY-EIGHT
  56. FORTY-NINE
  57. FIFTY
  58. FIFTY-ONE
  59. FIFTY-TWO
  60. FIFTY-THREE
  61. FIFTY-FOUR
  62. FIFTY-FIVE
  63. FIFTY-SIX
  64. FIFTY-SEVEN
  65. FIFTY-EIGHT
  66. FIFTY-NINE
  67. SIXTY
  68. EPILOGUE
  69. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  70. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

‘So did we,’ I say, making a mental note to find some smaller, more flattering scrubs and to book myself an appointment with my hairdresser (who am I kidding? find a hairdresser) as she hands over our timesheets.

‘We must do it again,’ Max agrees.

‘I ran into Jack this morning,’ Nicole tells me, leaning in conspiratorially.

‘Really,’ I say.

‘I’m sure he wants to sleep with me,’ she says. ‘You know when you can just tell?’

Max looks at me but doesn’t say anything.

‘He’s asked me to do some research with your German guy,’ I say casually. ‘The one on sabbatical in Sweden.’

Her eyes widen.

Instinctively, I regret telling her this, but I don’t exactly know why. It’s not as if I spend much time with Nicole. I also don’t know her European surgeon lover from a bar of soap.

‘I don’t think I’ll bother with it, though,’ I say hurriedly.

‘Oh my God, Kitty!’ she exclaims. ‘You have to tell me if you speak to him! Tell him you went for a drink with me!’

‘Um, sure, definitely.’ I look at Max, silently urging him to put an end to the conversation.

Max, being the good doctor that he is, picks up on my nonverbal cues. ‘Anyway, Nicole, thanks,’ he says cheerfully. ‘Maybe we can go for a drink next week or something.’

We walk up the dim corridor towards the light of the main hospital, breathing shallowly to avoid inhaling too many asbestos particles.

‘There’s something a bit off about Nicole,’ Max muses. ‘Like, she’s sexy and has great clothes, but don’t you reckon she really thinks she’s something special?’

‘She’s pretty hot,’ I say. ‘She’s got that presence about her. There are plenty of women who are thinner and prettier than her who don’t have that. I don’t know. If I was a man I’d probably be into it … It sounds like Prince is,’ I add dolefully.

‘That’s just what she’s telling you,’ Max points out as we reach the main foyer near the cafeteria. ‘Who knows? He probably said hi to her once and now she’s deluding herself he wants to get in her pants.’

‘Yeah.’ I’m not convinced.

‘You should do the research with the Europeans,’ Max encourages me, eyeing the coffee line. ‘You never know where it might lead.’

Max is right. Just because the mysterious Dr Dietrich had sex with Nicole from admin doesn’t make him a bad surgeon. Plus, whatever happened between them is none of my business.

‘I have to go to the M&M meeting,’ I tell Max, looking at my watch and realising I’m running late. ‘See you later.’

‘God, I hate those meetings,’ he says with feeling. ‘Enjoy.’

FOURTEEN

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