Showing results for "Peter James" in Medical

Be careful what you wish for.... John and Naomi are grieving the death of their four-year-old son from a rare genetic disorder. They desperately want another child, but they realize the odds of their next child contracting the same disease are high. Then they hear about geneticist Dr Leo Dettore. He has methods that can spare them the heartache of ever losing another child to any disease. At his clinic is where their nightmare begins.

I’m lying here in a bed, my head full of regret, with only a little bird flitting through a tree to comfort me. Friends want to visit, but I refuse them. So my carer, Sheila, has given me a task to keep me occupied. An A to Z list. Think of a part of my body for each letter. Tell a little tale about it. When I reach H for heart, what will I say? How we loved to string crocheted hearts in trees? How our hearts steadily unravelled? So I begin with A. Adam’s apple. Will you be there to catch me when I fall?

Naomi et John ont perdu leur fils de quatre ans, Halley, emporté par une maladie génétique rare. Ils sont aujourd'hui prêts à tout pour ne plus revivre un tel cauchemar. Même à l'insensé : faire appel aux services d'un généticien génial, mais très controversé. Pour 400 000 dollars, le docteur Dettore leur garantit un bébé en bonne santé. Comment résister à pareille promesse ? Ils auraient pourtant dû être alertés par la liste qu'on leur a remise : choix de la couleur des yeux, de la taille, des traits de caractère, des aptitudes sportives.

In remote pockets of the Third World, a deadly virus is quietly sweeping through impoverished farming villages with frightening speed and potency. Meanwhile, in Washington, a three-word message left in a safe-deposit box may be the key to stopping the crisis - if, that is, Charles Mallory, a private intelligence contractor and former CIA operative, can decipher the puzzle before time runs out. What Mallory begins to discover are the traces of a secret war with a bold objective - to create a new, technologically advanced society.

The hate is deep. The death is slow. The cause is silent. You know that Atlanta PD has given up on a case when they call in Dr. Damon Keane. The sleuth scientist is quietly famous in forensic circles for unraveling the most daunting technical puzzles, but this case is bewildering. Two people are already dead. The third victim, a priest, is dying by inches in an Atlanta hospital, and the cause is a complete mystery to doctors and detectives alike.