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"At the headquarters of Boston's Eastern Quality Health, the wealthy and powerful CEO is brutally murdered. She's not the first to die - or the last. A vicious serial killer is on the loose and the victims have one thing in common - they are all high-profile executives in the managed care industry." "Dr. Will Grant is an overworked and highly dedicated surgeon. He has experienced firsthand the outrages of a system that cares more about the bottom line than about life-and-death issues of patients. As a member of the Hippocrates Society, Will seeks ...
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Overview

"At the headquarters of Boston's Eastern Quality Health, the wealthy and powerful CEO is brutally murdered. She's not the first to die - or the last. A vicious serial killer is on the loose and the victims have one thing in common - they are all high-profile executives in the managed care industry." "Dr. Will Grant is an overworked and highly dedicated surgeon. He has experienced firsthand the outrages of a system that cares more about the bottom line than about life-and-death issues of patients. As a member of the Hippocrates Society, Will seeks to reclaim the profession of medicine from the hundreds of companies profiting wildly by controlling the decisions that affect the delivery of care. But the doctor's determination has attracted a dangerous zealot who will stop at nothing to make Will his ally. Soon Will is both a suspect and a victim, a pawn in a deadly endgame. Then, in one horrible moment, Will's professional and personal worlds are destroyed and his very life placed in peril." Rookie detective Patty Moriarity is in danger of being removed from her first big case - the managed care killings. To save her career, she has no choice but to risk trusting Will, knowing he may well be the killer she is hunting. Together they have little to go on except the knowledge that the assassin is vengeful, cunning, ruthless - and may not be working alone. That - and a cryptic message that grows longer with each murder: a message Grant and Moriarty must decipher if they don't want to be the next victims.
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Publishers Weekly
Palmer's 11th medical thriller (Fatal; etc.) takes careful and bloody aim at the managed care industry, beginning with the murder of several loathsome CEOs of HMOs in Massachusetts. Dr. Will Grant is a talented and caring physician in the Boston area who works long hours and hates the unfair and obstructive practices of the big insurance companies. Patty Moriarity is a rookie state cop whose first big case is investigating the deaths of the health care vultures. After some early research, Patty suspects Will, but soon enough that's all straightened out and they're smooching on the couch. After Will is drugged and collapses during a delicate operation, things get rough: he's kicked out of his hospital for drug abuse and sued. Next he's being tortured, while Patty, shot after attempting to save the boorish chauvinist detective who has taken over her case, lies in a coma. The action is a bit preachy in the beginning, but once Palmer gets all his characters in place, the suspense builds. He wraps it all up with a slam-bang battle between our love-smitten duo and some extremely nasty health insurer executives and their loyal, gun-toting minions. Agent, Jane Berkey at the Jane Rotrosen Agency. (Aug.) Forecast: Anyone who's ever had a run-in with an insurance company and that's pretty much everyone is going to love this book's premise. Look for Palmer's usual solid numbers. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
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When a serial killer targets managed-care executives, Dr. Will Grant, who has challenged insurance-company practices, finds himself a suspect. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
From yeoman of the genre Palmer (The Patient, 2000, etc.): a bracingly earnest albeit credulity-stretching medical thriller about the serial killing of HMO honchos. Someone, in a very professional manner, is executing the heads of managed-care insurers. Not that anyone is weeping very loudly: They're a RICO-worthy lot with a one-size-fits-all approach to medicine, lining their bottomless pockets with profits that should have gone for rejected claims. That's the view of Dr. Will Grant and his colleagues, who have formed the Hippocrates Society ("Will, you're doing great things for this organization, and don't think we don't appreciate it," notes a fellow member) to put the heart back in medicine. Grant also started a soup kitchen (where he volunteers with his kids) and works hellacious hours at the hospital: "As a physician and as a man, he was the total package," a hero when not a saint to his patients, former campus radical, lover of his children, doctor of conscience, a touch of the groovster, a hint of a temper. Indeed, to any reader who may actually have a human flaw, Grant is deeply irritating in his total goodness. So when he gets framed for the killing of the HMO execs and for drug abuse, it's hard to countenance but also hard to sympathize. Likewise with the stereotypically gorgeous and underappreciated state police detective ("You're a hell of a guy, Will Grant-very brave and a terrific lover, too," says she) and her super-oafish coworker. Balancing the too-too characters are some enjoyable forays into the art of medicine, an architecturally sound and energetic plot, some sharp scene-setting, a creepily fixating torture scene, and a host of smart ethical questions regarding HMOpractices. Above par, even though its principals are too righteously perfect for believability.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781593557119
  • Publisher: Brilliance Audio
  • Publication date: 8/28/2005
  • Format: Cassette
  • Edition description: Abridged
  • Product dimensions: 4.12 (w) x 7.20 (h) x 1.45 (d)

Meet the Author

Michael Palmer
Michael Palmer, M.D., is the author of twelve previous novels of medical suspense, all international bestsellers. In addition to his writing, Palmer is an associate director of the Massachusetts Medical Society Physician Health Services, devoted to helping physicians troubled by mental illness, physical illness, behavioral issues, and chemical dependency, including alcoholism. In what spare time he has, Palmer is a weight lifter and avid tournament bridge player. He lives in Massachusetts, where he is best known for his two phantasmagoric cats and three incomparably witty sons. Visit and write him at www.michaelpalmerbooks.com.
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P R O L O G U E

Marcia Rising tilted back in her chair just enough so that neither her chief financial officer Leonard Smith, seated to her right, nor Executive VP Dan Elder to her left could see what she was writing on her legal pad. She was expected to take some notes at these meetings, anyhow. After all, she was the boss. Smiling inwardly, she added an ornate dollar sign in front of the 4. At the far end of the broad mahogany table, Vice President Joe Levinson droned on. Levinson was the cost-containment officer for Eastern Quality Health, and as such was responsible more than anyone except Marcia, herself, for the managed-care company’s strong financial picture. But as a speaker, he was as animated and vibrant as drying paint.

“. . . We took last quarter’s slumping numbers as a strident warning—a shot across our financial bow, if you will—that we had to renew incentives among our employees and physicians in the area of cost containment. The in-house contest we ran was most successful in this regard. Almost immediately there was a twenty-one percent increase in claims rejected outright, and a thirteen percent increase in those surgical claims that were bundled for payment together with at least one other claim. There were some complaints from doctors, but nothing Bill’s physician-relations people couldn’t handle. . . .”

Four million . . . thirteen thousand . . . eight hundred . . . sixty-four.

Marcia wrote the numbers out longhand, then she added touches of calligraphy to figure, which was her salary for the preceding twelve months. Factor in her eight million in unexercised stock options, and she was well into the upper echelons of female executives in the country. The numbers had a delightful rhythm to them, she mused, perhaps a conga. She imagined a kick line of her nineteen hundred employees, snaking its way through the building.

Four mill-ion thir-teen kick! . . .

Marcia was more than pleased with the way her officers had responded to the recent dip in corporate profits. Her philosophy of one set of premiums and coverages for companies with younger, healthier employees and another for those who might have a more risky, older crew was infallible.

“If they don’t get sick, they can’t cost us,” she had preached over and over again to her minions.

Let some other company cover those who are running out of time or won’t take care of themselves. Every dollar spent researching the demographic makeup of a company (blacks get more hypertension, diabetes, and kidney failure; Asians are ridiculous hypochondriacs; Hispanics have too much alcoholism, drug addiction, and mental illness; thirty-somethings are okay, forty-somethings are not) would return hundreds in the form of payouts that Eastern Quality Health wouldn’t have to make.

Eight hun-dred sixty-four kick! . . .

“. . . And so, as I see it, our company has weathered a passing financial squall,” Levinson was saying, “but there are major storm clouds on the horizon for the entire industry. Still, our ship will remain seaworthy so long as we never lose sight of the fact that our business is all about health—that is, the health of Eastern Quality.”

To laughter at his rare humor, and a smattering of applause, Levinson bowed slightly and took his seat. The meeting was, to all intents, over. Marcia stood and encouraged her officers to maintain their vigilance, to bring problems and ideas to her attention sooner rather than later, and never to lose sight of the goals of Eastern Quality Health—not to be the biggest HMO, but rather to be the most efficient. Then she crossed to the door of her suite and shook the hand of each of them as they left. Finally, she settled in behind her desk and gazed out at the reflecting basin and double fountain that graced EQH’s fifteen-acre campus on Route 128, eighteen miles north and west of Boston. The setting sun had already dipped below the tree line, yielding to a still, cloudless evening. Arranged neatly in labeled wire bins on her desk was two or three hours of work she expected to complete before going home. Seldom was she not the last EQH employee out of the building.

Marcia brushed a minuscule crumb from her Armani jacket and started with a review of reports from the team of attorneys handling one of several suits pending against the company—this one centered on confusion over whether or not a particular policyholder had the coverage for a bone marrow transplant. EQH’s position was, of course, that she did not, although, as of the woman’s death six months ago, the question had become moot. Still, her annoying husband’s unwillingness to accept the truth was prolonging a resolution. Marcia dictated a carefully worded letter demanding that the lawyers stand firm at a settlement of $50,000 with no admission of culpability. It was to be that, or nothing.

Outside her third-floor window night settled in as she reached for the next set of reports. Finally, at nine, she gathered her things in the Moschino briefcase her husband had given her, straightened her desk, then her skirt, and headed out to the elevator. Floor two of the garage, to so-called officer’s parking lot, was accessed only via the elevator, and only with the aid of a pass card. Marcia pulled her overcoat tightly about her and stepped out into the raw March night. She knew what vehicle each of her upper-management officers drove, and took pains to encourage them to choose automobiles reflecting their personal success and, through that, the success of EQH. Besides her Mercedes SL500 Silver Arrow convertible, there were still two cars in the lot—utilization management director Sarah Brett’s Infiniti, and chief of physician relations Bill Donoho’s Lexus. Marcia made a mental note to reward them both for their diligence.

She was nearing her car when she felt more than heard the presence of someone else in the lot. She whirled at the sound of footsteps. A man, fedora brim pulled down to the bridge of his nose, hands in his trench-coat pockets, had left the shadows and was approaching her.

How in the hell had he gotten out here? she wondered angrily. This was absolutely the last screwup for Joe O’Donnell. If you couldn’t trust your security chief, who in the hell could you trust? First thing in the morning, O’Donnell was history, and none of his whining about five children was going to save him this time.

Marcia’s pulse shot up at the sight of the man, then slowed as she took in the situation with the quick, analytical thinking that had become her trademark. There was a security camera sweeping the lot from just above the doors to the elevator foyer, so maybe one of the two guards on duty would spot the stranger. Managed care was at times a controversial and emotional business. Her executive officers were encouraged to have a legally registered handgun. Hers was locked in the glove compartment of the Silver Arrow, but if this was trouble, there was no way she could reach the car in time. She peered through the gloom trying to get a fix on the man’s eyes.

Dammit, O’Donnell!

Less than ten feet away, the intruder stopped. By now, Marcia was certain that this was no one associated with EQH.

“Who are you?” she demanded. “How did you get out here?”

“Mrs. Rising, I have something for you.”

A woman! Marcia felt her pulse surge once more.

“Who are you?” she said again, her voice breaking.

The woman—slender with a narrow face and eyes still shielded by her hat—withdrew her left hand and passed over an envelope. Her calmness and the coldness in her voice tied a knot of fear in Marcia’s chest. She stared down at the envelope, which she now held.

“Go ahead,” the woman urged. “Open it.”

Marcia fumbled the envelope open and withdrew two cards, each three inches square. On one, carefully printed with some sort of marker, was the unadorned, block letter R. On the other was a T.

“What is this? What’s this all about?”

She stumbled backward toward the Mercedes, the letters and envelope still reflexively clutched in her hand.

Before her, the woman calmly withdrew a pistol from her coat pocket, its muzzle covered by what looked like a rubber nipple.

“My God, no!” Marcia cried. “Don’t do this! I have money. Lots of money. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“This won’t hurt as much as it should,” the woman said, firing from four feet away into the center of Marcia’s chest.

The CEO was reeling backward when a second shot, fired almost from the hip, caught her squarely in the throat.

The woman slid the silenced pistol back into her trench-coat pocket and turned toward the door.

“Sleep tight,” she whispered.

From the Hardcover edition.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 30, 2013

    Very good.

    I enjoy Mr. Palmer's style and subject matter. Good read.

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    Posted October 5, 2012

    Typ

    I like Palmers books

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 21, 2010

    Great Book!

    I have loved all of Michael Palmer's books and this one is no exception. Great action, full of twist and turns, could not put it down. Excellent! --K--

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 22, 2012

    Free and Adrift [Chapter 2]

    Jacques slowly came to his senses, crawling to his knees on the rocking wood. There was an immediate sharp pain in his shoulder, and his hand flew to a tight, trailing bandage on his upper arm. Looking around curiously, he spotted a short Spanish man with his back to Jacques, trailing his hand in the water. Jacques cleared his throat slightly, and, without turning, the man said "you are awake?" Jacque muttered "yes," then spoke a bit louder. "What....what happened?" The man turned to face him, showing a weather-tanned face covered in burn scars. Jacques gasped, and the man winced, but sighed and explained. Apparently, the man was, or had been, a sailor on one of the Armada ships. When the ship caught fire, he had managed to cut out a piece of the hull with his sword. When he saw Jacques jump, he had paddled his make-shift raft towards him and pulled him aboard. The reason for violence and the bandage was that there was a drenched ship's cat clinging desperately with razor claws to Jacques' shoulder. When Jacques heard this, he gasped. "Shot! What happened to him?" "You know the rascal?" Jacques nodded vigorously and began to tell his own story. "I'm Jacques! I'm an orphan, yu see, and I had been living on that ship with Shot. That's the cat. And well, I was sleepin' in the hold when Her Majesty's men set it afire and cast it off towards the Spanish -- oh, I mean YUR -- fleet. I was able to escape, as yu probably know. I didn't know he made it too? Where 's he?" The man gestured to a shivering ball of gray fur in the corner of the raft. Jacques let out a cry of joy and stroked the furry thing's ear. A flat, ugly face looked up at him, then jumped up into his lap, cleaning his paw, as if to say "I'm fine. Give me fish." Jacques looked at the man, grinning from ear to ear. The man smiled slightly at the boy's simple happiness, and Jacques finally inquired on what he had been yearning to ask since he awoke. "Who're yu?" The man was silent for a moment, then answered. "Pedro Menendez." -- Wow! So much suspeeeeeeeense!!! :D If you're a history buff like me, you'll know that Pedro Menendez (I know it has an accent mark but I can't post it) founded the first Spanish colony in America in 1565: St. Augustine! This story happens twenty-three years afterward, so he could still possibly still be alive in this time period. It's unknown, but for Jacques, he's very much alive! Fascinating! Well, that was fun. Shot the kitty has been retrieved, and stories have been revealed. I hope you liked this chapter! If you didn't know the previous, then you just learned it! [; Thank you again, Mrs. Hammond! I'll write the next chapter will be at the next result sometime or other. I'm almost out of characters! :D -- White Rabbit Clok !_!

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  • Posted January 29, 2009

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    The End

    As ludicrous as this story is, the ending is so over the top that one wonders why author Palmer didn't take the book more seriously. He was trying to make a point about managed care, wasn't he?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 25, 2005

    Could Have Been Better

    This was an interesting and nicely developed story until the over the top ending. How could an obviously intelligent man like Will Grant do something so stupid as to go where he went? And am I to believe that someone who was in a coma could recover in a very short time and make like Wonder woman. Get real, Dr.Palmer!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2005

    Intense, thought provoking

    This book was an excellent medical thriller with chilling insight into how greed can corrupt our current medical/health care system.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2005

    Michael's Palmers Best

    This book was hypnotic from beginning to end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 29, 2004

    An intelligent page turner from the best of the genre!

    Dr. Michael Palmer has pulled out all the stops with his latest project attacking the dastardly HMO's in a manner most fitting. Not only is this a timely, serious novel Dr. Palmer gives his characters life and makes us care about what happens to them. Filled with riveting tension and laced with humor only an Emergency Room Doctor could portray, this is the page turner of the year. My wife, the Nurse, has only the best to say about Dr. Palmer (he is kind to nurses in his books, even the evil ones!). Buy this book, and you will be hooked on Doctor Michael Palmer.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 8, 2004

    SUSPENSEFUL VOCAL PERFORMANCE

    HMOs take up a lot of news space these days - sometimes praised, sometimes vilified. Thus, author Palmer's topic is especially timely. A physician himself he's familiar with the territory he covers. This is his 11th medical thriller and his prescriptions, as always, are pulse pounding. Fortunately for listeners, the talented J. Charles gives voice to this story of graft, greed, and murder in the managed care business. Charles is amazing. He can both seduce and scare with the sound of his voice. Murder begins our story - the deaths of several reprehensible HMO big guns in Massachusetts. Dr. Will Grant, is an honest, idealistic young physician who cares for patients in the Boston area. He wants to return the medical field to the respect it once deserved. If he could, he'd do battle with the anything-for-a-buck insurance companies who are bleeding those in need. Instead, he finds that he must fight a sick serial killer who intends to take care of HMOs his way. Will joins forces with young detective Patty Moriarity in finding the psychotic slayer before they become his next victims. - Gail Cooke

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    exciting medical thriller

    He practices medicine to help people but Dr. Will Grant is becoming increasingly frustrated with the way managed health care is short changing patients. The HMOs have absolute power in telling a doctor what they can and can not do if they want reimbursement for services rendered. Will is a member of the Hippocrates Society, an organized movement to effect change on the health care system.--- Someone apparently agrees with Will¿s assessment on the state of healthcare in America because to date four CEOs of different HMOs have been murdered. Detective Polly Moriarity at first believes that Will is a likely suspect but when she gets to know him she believes he is a dedicated doctor who wants to change the health care profession. When Will passes out in surgery, it is discovered he has a powerful narcotic in his system. Although he denies taking anything stronger than Tylenol, he gets suspended from the hospital and his medical license is revoked. While investigating a medical anomaly, he and Polly are kidnapped and are going to be killed unless Will turns over damaging x-rays that could cause certain HMOs to be in trouble with the law.--- Michael Palmer has written an exciting medical thriller that gives insight into what doctors have to go through to practice good health care in spite of HMOs and insurance procedures. The protagonist of THE SOCIETY is a true hero, willing to fight for good health care for the public. He believes a National Health Care plan that is similar to England and Canada is the best way to have quality healthcare. Michael Palmer knows how to write quality thrillers that entertain as well as educate the audience.--- Harriet Klausner

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