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and answered.” The attorney immediately stood up.

      “Objection. Your Honor, Mr. Burnet has already stated he was diagnosed with a terminal condition.”

      “Yes,” Rodriguez said, “and he has said he was frightened. But I think the jury should know just how desperate his condition really was.”

      “I’ll allow it.”

      “Thank you. Now then, Mr. Burnet. You had lost a quarter of your body weight, you were so weak you couldn’t climb more than a couple of stairs, and you had a deadly serious form of leukemia. Is that right?”

      “Yes.”

      Alex gritted her teeth. She wanted desperately to stop this line of questioning, which was clearly prejudicial, and irrelevant to the question of whether her father’s doctor had acted improperly after curing him. But the judge had decided to allow it to continue, and there was nothing she could do. And it wasn’t egregious enough to provide grounds for appeal.

      “And for help in your time of need,” Rodriguez said, “you came to the best physician on the West Coast to treat this disease?”

      “Yes.”

      “And he treated you.”

      “Yes.”

      “And he cured you. This expert and caring doctor cured you.”

      “Objection! Your Honor, Dr. Gross is a physician, not a saint.”

      “Sustained.”

      “All right,” Rodriguez said. “Let me put it this way: Mr. Burnet, how long has it been since you were diagnosed with leukemia?”

      “Six years.”

      “Is it not true that a five-year survival in cancer is considered a cure?”

      “Objection, calls for expert conclusion.”

      “Sustained.”

      “Your Honor,” Rodriguez said, turning to the judge, “I don’t know why this is so difficult for Mr. Burnet’s attorneys. I am merely trying to establish that Dr. Gross did, in fact, cure the plaintiff of a deadly cancer.”

      “And I,” the judge replied, “don’t know why it is so difficult for the defense to ask that question plainly, without objectionable phrasing.”

      “Yes, Your Honor. Thank you. Mr. Burnet, do you consider yourself cured of leukemia?”

      “Yes.”

      “You are completely healthy at this time?”

      “Yes.”

      “Who in your opinion cured you?”

      “Dr. Gross.”

      “Thank you. Now, I believe you told the court that when Dr. Gross asked you to return for further testing, you thought that meant you were still ill.”

      “Yes.”

      “Did Dr. Gross ever tell you that you still had leukemia?”

      “No.”

      “Did anyone in his office, or did any of his staff, ever tell you that?”

      “No.”

      “Then,” Rodriguez said, “if I understand your testimony, at no time did you have any specific information that you were still ill?”

      “Correct.”

      “All right. Now let’s turn to your treatment. You received surgery and chemotherapy. Do you know if you were given the standard treatment for T-cell leukemia?”

      “No, my treatment was not standard.”

      “It was new?”

      “Yes.”

      “Were you the first patient to receive this treatment protocol?”

      “Yes. I was.”

      “Dr. Gross told you that?”

      “Yes.”

      “And did he tell you how this new treatment protocol was developed?”

      “He said it was part of a research program.”

      “And you agreed to participate in this research program?”

      “Yes.”

      “Along with other patients with the disease?”

      “I believe there were others, yes.”

      “And the research protocol worked in your case?”

      “Yes.”

      “You were cured.”

      “Yes.”

      “Thank you. Now, Mr. Burnet, you are aware that in medical research, new drugs to help fight disease are often derived from, or tested on, patient tissues?”

      “Yes.”

      “You knew your tissues would be used in that fashion?”

      “Yes, but not for commercial—”

      “I’m sorry, just answer yes or no. When you agreed to allow your tissues to be used for research, did you know they might be used to derive or test new drugs?”

      “Yes.”

      “And if a new drug was found, did you expect the drug to be made available to other patients?”

      “Yes.”

      “Did you sign an authorization for that to happen?”

      A long pause. Then: “Yes.”

      “Thank you, Mr. Burnet. I have no further questions.”

      “How do you think it went?” her father asked as they left the courthouse. Closing arguments were the following day. They walked toward the parking lot in the hazy sunshine of downtown Los Angeles.

      “Hard to say,” Alex said. “They confused the facts very successfully. We know there’s no new drug that emerged from this program, but I doubt the jury understands what really happened. We’ll bring in more expert witnesses to explain that UCLA just made a cell line from your tissues and used it to manufacture a cytokine, the way it is manufactured naturally inside your body. There’s no ‘new drug’ here, but that’ll probably be lost on the jury. And there’s also the fact that Rodriguez is explicitly shaping this case to look exactly like the Moore case, a couple of decades back. Moore was a case very much like yours. Tissues were taken under false pretenses and sold. UCLA won that one easily, though they shouldn’t have.”

      “So, counselor, how does our case stand?”

      She smiled at her father, threw her arm around his shoulder, and kissed him on the cheek.

      “Truth? It’s uphill,” she said.

      CH003

      Barry Sindler, divorce lawyer to the stars, shifted in his chair. He was trying to pay attention to the client seated across the desk from him, but he was having trouble. The client was a nerd named Diehl who ran some biotech company. The guy talked abstractly, no emotion, practically no expression on his face, even though he was telling how his wife was screwing around on him. Diehl must have been a terrible husband. But Barry wasn’t sure how much money there was in this case. It seemed the wife had all the money.

      Diehl droned on. How his first suspicions arose when he called her from Las Vegas. How he discovered the charge slips for the hotel that she went to every Wednesday. How he waited in the lobby and caught her checking in with a local tennis pro. Same old California story. Barry had heard it a hundred times. Didn’t these people know they were walking clichés? Outraged husband catches wife with the tennis pro. They wouldn’t even use that one on Desperate Housewives.

      Barry gave up trying

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