CHAPTER 5
NO SERIOUS INJURY, said the emergency intern at Georgetown University Hospital, testing her patience. “I will have a nurse take her down for x-rays when there’s an opening. We are overwhelmed as it is. I must ask you to wait here in the hallway.”
The lean young man with the horse teeth carried himself with the confident airs of a young god but Caroline found his untrimmed beard unusual for an ambitious doctor.
“Great lecture you gave here at Georgetown on malignant cells,” he plodded on.
“Who are all these people,” she asked, rejecting his praise.
“There was a bomb at Union Station!”
“Oh, God.”
“You picked the worst time ever for a Georgetown drive-by. We are on our knees here.” The intern looked her over, approvingly. Maybe it was the way the Post used her title, so unusu
