The Good Doctor's Tales Folio Three - Plot & Excerpts
Dr. Josephs tapped his pen on his notepad. “This Professor Rizzari you mentioned isn’t listed in my Boston College directory.” He said the last with a sneer. Dr. Joseph’s office surrounded him with chilly austerity, the only decorations his diplomas and surgery pictures. All with his face covered. Dr. Zielinski wondered if Josephs sneered during surgery. “She isn’t?” Dr. Zielinski said. He bit off a choice expletive and gave his putative boss’s comment some thought. “She’s new this fall, and she is a Transform. A Focus. You understand the problems a Major Transform might have.” He ran his hand through his thinning gray hair and sighed. He was too old for this crap. Cranky, too, because his wife had him sleeping on the couch. “Your alibi rests on her,” sniff, “existence, Hank,” Dr. Josephs said. His jowels wobbled as he spoke, concealing what little neck the man possessed. The lines on his face fell into frown lines most of the time, especially so when he dealt with Dr.
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