Mortal Fear (1988) by Robin Cook

Author:Robin Cook
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Detective and Mystery Stories, Genetics, Fiction, Romance, Espionage, Physicians, Science Fiction, Women Physicians, California, Los Angeles, Viruses, Genetics & Genomics, Science, Medical, Health Facilities, Geneticists, American, Thrillers, Life Sciences, Genetic Engineering, Boston (Mass.), General, Medical Novels, Suspense
ISBN: 9780330307604
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1988-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

EPILOGUE

Jason had never enjoyed ill health, as the saying goes, but currently he was loving it. He’d been hospitalized for three days following surgery on the wound in his leg. The pain had lessened significantly and the nursing staff at General was superbly competent and attentive. Several of them even remembered Jason as a resident.

But the best part of his hospitalization was that Carol spent most of each day with him, reading out loud, regaling him with funny stories, or just sitting in companionable silence.

“When you’re all better,” she said on the second day as she rearranged flowers that had come from Claudia and Sally, “I think we should go back to the Salmon Inn.”

rth for?” Jason said. After their experience, he couldn’t imagine wanting to revisit the place.

“I’d like to try Devil’s Chute again,” Carol said cheerfully. “But this time in daylight.”

“You’re kidding!”

“Really. I bet it’s a gas when the sun’s shining.” A soft cough made them turn to the doorway. Detective Curran’s disheveled bulk looked distinctly out of place in the hospital. His large hands were clutching a khaki rain hat that looked as if it had been run over by a truck.

“I hope I’m not bothering you, Dr. Howard,” he said with uncharacteristic politeness.

Jason guessed that Curran was as intimidated by the hospital as Jason had been by the police station.

“Not at all,” Jason said, ‘pushing himself up to a sitting position. “Come in. Sit down.”

Carol pulled a chair away from the wall and positioned it next to the bed.

Curtan lowered himself into it, still clutching the hat.

“How’s the leg coming?” he asked.

“Fine,” Jason said. “Mostly muscle injury. Not going to be a problem at all.”

“I’m glad.”

“Candy?” Carol asked, extending a box of chocolates that the GHP secretaries had sent.

Curran examined them carefully, chose a chocolate-covered cherry, and plopped it whole into his mouth. Swallowing, he said, “I thought you’d like to know how the. case is developing.”

“Absolutely,” Jason said. Carol went around to the other side of the bed and sat on the edge.

“First of all, they picked Juan up in Miami. He has a sheet a mile long.

You name it. He’s one of Castro’s gifts to America. We’re going to try to get him extradited to Massachusetts for Brennquivist’s and Lund’s murders, but it’ll be tough. Seems four or five other states want the creep for similar capers, including Florida.”

“Can’t say I feel very sorry for him,” Jason said.

“The guy’s a psychopath,” Curran agreed.

“What about GHP?” Jason asked. “Have you been able to prove that the releasing factor for the death gene was introduced into the eyedrops used by the ophthalmological office?”

“We’re working closely with the DA’s office on it,” Curran said. “It’s turning out to be quite a story.”

“How much do you feel will be made public?”

“At this point we aren’t certain. Some will have to come out. The Hartford School’s closed and the parents of those kids aren’t blind. Furthermore, as the DA points Out,. there’s a slew of local families with million-dollar lawsuits to file against the GHP.

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