"It can't be done," said one. "Foolhardy," said another. "He's trying to play God," said a third. But what they really resented was his superior skill.
"Why stick your neck out?" demanded his fiancee - lovely, luscious Vicky Lassiter. "You're liable to get hit with a malpractice suit if you fail." But dark-eyed Constanza Vassily countered, "You won't fail."
And that was the difference between the two women. One loved him without reservations and the other saw him as someone to manipulate and control, in or out of bed.
A hard-hitting novel of life, love, politics and death in a large metropolitan hospital.