CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 27The examining room Mara stepped into was a duplicate of the one she’d just left a few minutes before. Across from the door was a bank of monitors on the far side of the examination table—a typical narrow chrome-framed bed topped by a narrow pad covered with a white sheet. Standing next to the table was a pale-skinned woman whose red hair—twisted into a loose pile on the top of her head—and fire-engine-red lipstick provided a stark contrast to the drab whites and grays of the room. The attendant didn’t look much older than Mara, but her medical smock gave her an air of authority in this context. After closing the door behind her, Mara forced smile and said, “Dr. Canfield asked me to come here for a scan.” The attendant made no attempt at small talk or to do anything to put Mara
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