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The explosive new thriller from New York Timesbestselling author and master of the medical thriller, Robin Cook.
Lynn Peirce, a fourth-year medical student at South Carolinas Mason-Dixon University, thinks she has her life figured out. But when her otherwise healthy boyfriend, Carl, enters the hospital for routine surgery, her neatly ordered life is thrown into total chaos. Carl fails to return to consciousness after the procedure, and an MRI confirms brain death.
Devastated by Carls condition, Lynn searches for answers. Convinced theres more to the story than what the authorities are willing to reveal, Lynn uses all her resources at Mason-Dixonincluding her initially reluctant lab partner, Michael Penderto hunt down evidence of medical error or malpractice.
What she uncovers, however, is far more disturbing. Hospitals associated with Middleton Healthcare, including the Mason-Dixon Medical Center, have unnervingly high rates of unexplained anesthetic complications and patients contracting serious and terminal illness in the wake of routine hospital admissions.
When Lynn and Michael begin to receive death threats, they know theyre into something bigger than either of them anticipated. They soon enter a desperate race against time for answers before shadowy forces behind Middleton Healthcare and their partner, Sidereal Pharmaceuticals, can put a stop to their efforts once and for all.

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ALSO BY ROBIN COOK Cell Nano Death Benefit Cure Intervention Foreign - photo 1

ALSO BY ROBIN COOK

Cell

Nano

Death Benefit

Cure

Intervention

Foreign Body

Critical

Crisis

Marker

Seizure

Shock

Abduction

Vector

Toxin

Invasion

Chromosome 6

Contagion

Acceptable Risk

Fatal Cure

Terminal

Blindsight

Vital Signs

Harmful Intent

Mutation

Mortal Fear

Outbreak

Mindbend

Godplayer

Fever

Brain

Sphinx

Coma

The Year of the Intern

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G. P. PUTNAMS SONS

Publishers Since 1838

An imprint of Penguin Random House LLC

375 Hudson Street

New York, New York 10014

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Copyright 2015 by Robin Cook

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Cook, Robin, date.

Host / Robin Cook.

p. cm.

ISBN 978-0-698-17830-4

1. Medical fiction. 1. Title.

PS3553.O5545H67 2015 2015020216

813'.54dc23

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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PROLOGUE

The following private journal entries were written by the late Kate Hurley, a thirty-seven-year-old, physically fit (played lots of tennis and was careful about her diet), moderately compulsive, third-grade elementary school teacher and doting mother of two boys, aged eleven and eight. Until her death during a horrific home invasion, she lived with her family at 1440 Bay View Drive in Mount Pleasant, South Carolina, across the harbor from Charleston. The house stands in a relatively secluded wooded section at the very end of the road. She was married to Robert Hurley, an aggressive personal-injury lawyer.

Saturday, March 28, 8:35 A.M.

I t is a dreary, gray day as I look out the window of my hospital room in the Mason-Dixon Medical Center. Hardly the spring weather we all expect. I havent been good about writing in my journal over the last six months even though doing so has always been a great solace for me. Unfortunately I have been exhausted at night and much too busy getting the boys and myself ready for school in the morning, but I will make an effort to change. I could use the consolation. I am in the hospital, feeling sorry for myself after a dreadful night. It had started promisingly enough as Bob and I had met Ginny and Harold Lawler for dinner on Sullivans Island. They all had fish, and in retrospect, I wish I had done the same. Unfortunately I had chosen the duck, which was prepared on the rare side and which I would later learn from the emergency room physician probably had been contaminated, most likely with salmonella. I began to feel strange even before finishing the entre, and it got progressively worse. While Bob was taking home the babysitter, I had my first episode of vomitingnot pleasant! I made a mess of myself and the bathroom. Luckily I was able to clean it up before Bob returned. He was sympathetic but tired from a busy day at the office and soon turned in. Since I still felt horrid, I parked myself in the bathroom and threw up several more times, even after I thought there was no way there could be any more food in my system. By two A . M . I realized I was weak and getting weaker. It was then that I woke up Bob. He took one look at me and judged that I needed to be seen by a doctor. Our health plan directed us to the Mason-Dixon Medical Center over in Charleston. Luckily we were able to get Bobs mom to come over to be with the kids. Shes been a lifesaver on a number of occasions, this being one of them. At the emergency room, the nurses and the doctors were great. Of course I was mortified as the vomiting continued and bloody diarrhea began. I was started on an IV and given some medication, which Im sure they explained, but I dont remember. They also advised that I be admitted. I felt so out of it that I didnt object, even though I have always feared hospitals. I also must have been given a sedative, because I dont even remember Bob leaving or my being transferred from the ER to a hospital room. Yet a few hours later I do remember partially awakening when someone, probably a nurse, came into the dark room and adjusted or added something to the IV. It was as if I were dreaming, because the person appeared like an apparition, with blond hair and dressed in white. I tried to talk but couldnt, at least not intelligently. When I awoke this morning I felt like I had been run over by a truck. I tried to get out of bed to use the bathroom but couldnt, at least initially, and had to call for assistance. It is one of the things that I dislike about being in a hospital: youre not in control. You have to give up all autonomy when you check in.

The nurse who helped me said that a doctor would be by shortly. I will finish this entry when I get home to talk about how this episode has made me realize how much I take general health for granted. I had never had food poisoning before. It is much worse than I had imagined. In fact it is god-awful! Thats all I can say.

Sunday, March 29, 1:20 P.M.

Obviously I already have failed to follow my resolution about writing in this journal more frequently. I did not finish yesterdays entry as I promised myself because things did not go as I had planned. Soon after I had written the above, I was visited by one of the hospitals resident physicians, Dr. Clair Webster, who noticed something that I hadnt, namely that I had a fever. It wasnt a high fever, but it was a change, since I had a normal temperature the night before. Although I didnt realize it, machines were recording my pulse, blood pressure, and temperature continuously, which was why I hadnt seen anyone during the night except for the person who had adjusted my intravenous. Even my IV is being controlled by a small computerized device. So much for the human touch in the modern hospital! Dr. Webster said my temperature had started rising about six A.M. and that she wanted to wait to see what it did before discharging me. I called Bob to let him know about the delay.

As it turned out, it was more than a delay, as my temperature did not return to normal but rather proceeded to climb all day and all night up to 104 F, so here I am still. And there have been some further complications. Right after Bob and the boys left from their afternoon visit yesterday (the boys were not supposed to visit because of their ages but Bob snuck them up to the room) I started to get very achy, and now I understand what people mean when they say they have joint pain. Worse than that, I have begun to have some breathing problems, and as if that is not enough, when I took a shower yesterday, I noticed I had a slight rash under my arms, and under my breasts, that are flat, tiny red dots. Luckily they dont itch. The nurse said I had some on the whites of my eyes also. All that brought the resident doctor back. She said that she was confused because the symptoms were suggesting I might have typhoid fever, and she insisted I be seen by an infectious-disease specialist. So he came by and examined me. Thankfully he said it wasnt typhoid and gave a number of reasons, chief of which was that I didnt have the right strain of salmonella. Still, he was concerned that my heart had speeded up while Ive been in the hospital. To check this out, he called in a cardiologist, a Dr. Christopher Hobart, who examined me as well. My room was like a convention center, with all these doctors coming and going. Dr. Hobart immediately ordered a chest X-ray because he thought I was having some fat embolization! As soon as I had a chance I looked up

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