Part 1 I had worked long enough in pediatric medicine to distrust spectacle. In a hospital, the people who promised the biggest miracles usually delivered the smallest help,...

Corinne Halstead had spent most of her adult life being described incorrectly by the person who should have known her best. The mistake was never dramatic, never loud...

Part 1 The emergency department did not go quiet because it was late, and it did not go quiet because people in hospitals were strangers to pain. It...

The July night lay over Route 66 like a hot sheet of hammered metal, pressing the last breath of the day back down into the road until the...

Rain hammered Highway 93 hard enough to make the pavement look as if it were being strafed. Outside the roadside cafe, twenty Harley-Davidsons idled in a jagged line,...

The diesel machine coughed, rattled, and then roared awake, its broad tracks grinding into the wet spring soil with a hungry, merciless bite. Gideon Vale stood beside his...

My name is Adeline Rowan, and I understood that something was terribly, unmistakably wrong the instant the pain in my abdomen stopped resembling ordinary menstrual cramps and transformed...

The harsh, resinous sting of industrial pine cleanser clawed at my nose and throat, but I kept my head bent and my body folded low over the floor,...

The divorce packet skimmed across the polished table as casually as a restaurant bill, and the man who sent it toward her looked almost bored as he delivered...