The serum smelled faintly of the ocean, though Charles Lee had...

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The serum smelled faintly of the ocean, though Charles Lee had never been to the Mariana Trench. It sat in a small glass vial on his desk, catching the jazz-age light that poured through the windows o

Charles capped the vial carefully and slipped it into his coat pocket. He had one more patient tonight—Mrs. Whitfield, the widow who lived above the speakeasy on 134th Street. She had lung cancer, Stage III, and Dr. Mercer at Mount Sinai had given her three months. Charles would give her six, minimum. The serum could extend to a year if she agreed to the full regimen. But one year came at a...

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