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"I'm glad," Rhyme grumbled, "I've set such a high bar."

Then the subject, and its awkward accoutrements, vanished like snow on a hot car hood. The men fell silent.

Two hours later the door to the operating suites opened and another doctor emerged. Again, all eyes latched onto the green-scrubbed man but this one was Sachs's surgeon and he headed directly toward Rhyme and Thom.

As the others in the room returned to their vending-machine coffee and magazines and text messages, the surgeon looked from Thom to Rhyme. He said, "It went well. She's fine. She's awake. She's asking for you."

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