"Patrick Tilley - Mission" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tilley Patrick)

Personally, I don't think any of us need bust our ass over this one but don't let me stop you
being zealous.'
'Isn't that what practising medicine is all about?' said Lazzarotti. 'It is indeed,' replied
Wallis. He closed up his bag and headed for the door.
Miriam called out to him. 'How many years?'
Wallis paused with his hand on the push plate. 'Years what?'
'How many years have you been married?'
'Twenty-seven,' replied Wallis. The doors closed behind him.
Miriam turned to me. 'You see? Some people do make it.'
'Don't rush me,' I said.
Lazzarotti, the intern, came out with another nauseous nugget. 'You know, I've been thinking.
Maybe it was a bunch of religious
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maniacs that did this, Remember that news item about that guy England who had himself nailed to a
cross on Hampstead Hea Right through the paln~ of his hands. The police arrived just bef his
friends got to work on his feet. Happened about fifteen years

'You must have been a really creepy kid,'! said. 'What did you to keep under the bed - a Jack the
Ripper scrapbook?'

Lazzarotri looked hurt. 'No. I just read about it. Thought it nil be relevant. After all, you
never know.'
'That's right,' said Miriam. She eyed me then turned back to Lazzarotti. 'Paul, get me an ECG and
EEG unit down here as fast as you can.'
'But - 'he began.
'Just do it, okay?' said Miriazp. 'Call me if there's any problem.!?. Now, for those of you who,
like me, avoid watching open-h
• surgery on TV, I should perhaps explain that ECG stands for electr cardiogram, and EEG for
electro-encephalogram. The first monit heartbeats; the second, brain activity.
Miriam saw my punléd fràwfi. 'You don't understand?'
'!can understand you wanting to get rid ofLazzarotti,'! said.' why send him for an ECGtnit? A
pizza with saUsages and pe
would have been more useflul.' -
'We'll get to the pizza later,' she replied. 'Right now! want to rut couple of tests.'
'I still don't get it;'! replied. 'What can they prove that you don
• knowatready?'
'Thai this man isn't dead.'
As you can imagine, that was a real jaw-topper. 'You've got to kidding,' ! said.
'No. Something happened just as Wallis went out of the door,' Miriam motioned to the guy's left
hand which hung over the edge the slab. There was a quarter-sized top of blood on the tiled fi
beneath. Another drop fell beside it. Then another. The stab wo had begun to bleed too.
turned to Miriam. 'You're the doctor, but ! have to ask -can a mistake like this happen? ! mean,
my God - just think. iØ WallS hadn't been in a hurry to get away from here, this poor best could
have been sliced open froth his neck to his navel.' -. Miriam gave me one of those pitying looks
doctors reserve for Iay.~ men. 'Leo, ! was one of the people who checked him over in Emer'J gency.


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