Chapter 2
Sloan Kettering Memorial Cancer Center
9:31 p.m.
“That was the last patient, Dr. Larsen.”
Ava Larsen looked up from the file on her computer screen and focused on a nurse standing in the doorway with her bag already on her shoulder. “What?”
“That was the last patient of our shift.”
The twelve-hour day is almost at an end. The fourth twelve-hour day of the week. “Ah, yes. Thanks. See you tomorrow.”
She listened with half an ear to the clink of locks and the rattle of file drawers as she finished her notations and turned the computer off.
She wanted coffee for the long night of studying she had ahead of her, some clean clothes, and to go home.
She rested her head on the chair thinking about what she’d have to do when she got home before she could finally collapse on her be
