Hospital Ship (The Rim Confederacy #5) - Plot & Excerpts
There was no art. No pictures even. No knick-knacks on any shelves—in fact, no shelves either. A bookcase with books on shelves—Tanner wondered if any of them had ever been read as they had the look of one of those design magazine covers. Nothing there at all to look at, in fact, Tanner thought as he glanced around. The room was pretty bare. Beige. Comfy but in a manner that was definitely without personality. While the office had no personality, Dr. Etter had a personality. Tanner was certain of that as he had run into it quite a bit over the past couple of months. He had faced—well, to be honest, he really hadn't faced his alcoholism at all. As he was within that nineteen percent of the human population who had that certain variant of the opioid receptor gene OPRM1, it meant a simple shot had cleared his alcoholism completely. He no longer, it appeared, was susceptible to the lure of drinking—he would never get a buzz from anything he drank. Not a whole night on Randi ales or an afternoon on big Quaran Cabernets would affect him whatsoever.
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