The Black Market Healer
The rain in Chicago doesn't wash things clean. It just makes the grime wetter. Thomas Callahan knew this. He had been coming back to this city since 1945, when he was a young Navy surgeon with clean hands and a clear sense of what he was supposed to be. That version of Tom Callahan was still in somewhere, buried under two years of Pacific combat medicine and four years of something that was...
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