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dark.”
Killian would protest but the longer he stands the less urgent his need for privacy becomes until he’s left with only the need to pee. “Come on,” he tells his brother.
It was Killian’s biological father that had first coined the nickname the youngest goes by, short for Hippocrates. The child hated it at first, almost as much as he dislikes the longer version, until Oz told him that hippos are actually the most dangerous animals in the Amazon, taking more lives than lions and crocodiles combined. The hall the boys enter is dark except for the light coming up from downstairs, Hippo places a hand on his brothers back and stays behind him as they creep towards the bathroom together.
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The Physicians’ Desk Reference is a formulary, every known pharmaceutical is listed within the thick tome’s pages along with the indications and contraindications for prescribing each drug. All the legally mandated information needed when prescribing each entry from its possible side effects and adverse reactions, even the chemical structures is included.
“Mechanism of interaction not fully understood,” Price reads yet again and begins his search for the next Wilkes Pharmaceutical. “If we don’t even know how or why our stuff works, how can we expect people to take it?”
The pages of the book are exactly what a consumer receives as an insert when they pick up their prescription, the tightly folded bundle of paper they often ignore. Price is frustrated by having no clue as to how the Wilkes drugs work so miraculously, though entries from his own company often only offer the same vague reasoning. The PDR is financed and annually updated by the drug companies, they only share what they have to by law, or what they know. Oddly, there are countless medicines that science has no clue as to why they do what they do, often the drugs are manufactured for another reason and it’s their side effect that leads them to use for another ailment.
“Good evening,” a voice says again in the dim space.
“Oh, Nina!” Price is surprised by the arrival of his lab assistant. “You’re here.”
“You called me,” she chuckles.
“Right. I have something to show you,” he says. “I made coffee.”
“I can see that.” About to set her purse on the counter near the lab’s entry she is glad she looked first. Her boss had indeed started the coffee machine, he added water and grounds, but neglected to remove the old coffee from the pot. The result is a mess that runs down the counter’s edge like a waterfall. He’s in ‘Absent-Minded Professor’ mode, she realizes. I hate ‘Absent-Minded Professor’ mode.
Price runs to a counter of microscopes those in his employ usually use during normal work hours. Nina finds a dry place for her things at the end and ventures slowly to him. “Aren’t you going to say ‘You didn’t have to get all dressed up on my account’?”
So engrossed in his own thoughts, he hadn’t realized until that moment that she is wearing a very flattering evening dress that leaves her olive arms bare, displaying the tattooed lines of archaic alchemy symbols that run from her wrists to her shoulders. “Sorry if I ruined your night. This is important.”
“My date didn’t like my dress much either,” she says. “He might have if he was feeling better. He groaned all through dinner, and then keeled over just before dessert taking the table and my tiramisu with him. Actually, you saved me the pain of waiting at the hospital.”
“Uh-huh,” Gil replies with disinterest as he peers down the twin eyepieces of one of the many microscopes. His focus is on what he searches for on the slide and not the slender exotic woman that leans on the counter close to him.
“It was hell getting a cab,” she goes on. “Have you seen what’s going on out there? You owe me forty bucks and an amazing tip, the driver had to take pretty much every turn and every street just to get me here…” Price has
Killian would protest but the longer he stands the less urgent his need for privacy becomes until he’s left with only the need to pee. “Come on,” he tells his brother.
It was Killian’s biological father that had first coined the nickname the youngest goes by, short for Hippocrates. The child hated it at first, almost as much as he dislikes the longer version, until Oz told him that hippos are actually the most dangerous animals in the Amazon, taking more lives than lions and crocodiles combined. The hall the boys enter is dark except for the light coming up from downstairs, Hippo places a hand on his brothers back and stays behind him as they creep towards the bathroom together.
16
The Physicians’ Desk Reference is a formulary, every known pharmaceutical is listed within the thick tome’s pages along with the indications and contraindications for prescribing each drug. All the legally mandated information needed when prescribing each entry from its possible side effects and adverse reactions, even the chemical structures is included.
“Mechanism of interaction not fully understood,” Price reads yet again and begins his search for the next Wilkes Pharmaceutical. “If we don’t even know how or why our stuff works, how can we expect people to take it?”
The pages of the book are exactly what a consumer receives as an insert when they pick up their prescription, the tightly folded bundle of paper they often ignore. Price is frustrated by having no clue as to how the Wilkes drugs work so miraculously, though entries from his own company often only offer the same vague reasoning. The PDR is financed and annually updated by the drug companies, they only share what they have to by law, or what they know. Oddly, there are countless medicines that science has no clue as to why they do what they do, often the drugs are manufactured for another reason and it’s their side effect that leads them to use for another ailment.
“Good evening,” a voice says again in the dim space.
“Oh, Nina!” Price is surprised by the arrival of his lab assistant. “You’re here.”
“You called me,” she chuckles.
“Right. I have something to show you,” he says. “I made coffee.”
“I can see that.” About to set her purse on the counter near the lab’s entry she is glad she looked first. Her boss had indeed started the coffee machine, he added water and grounds, but neglected to remove the old coffee from the pot. The result is a mess that runs down the counter’s edge like a waterfall. He’s in ‘Absent-Minded Professor’ mode, she realizes. I hate ‘Absent-Minded Professor’ mode.
Price runs to a counter of microscopes those in his employ usually use during normal work hours. Nina finds a dry place for her things at the end and ventures slowly to him. “Aren’t you going to say ‘You didn’t have to get all dressed up on my account’?”
So engrossed in his own thoughts, he hadn’t realized until that moment that she is wearing a very flattering evening dress that leaves her olive arms bare, displaying the tattooed lines of archaic alchemy symbols that run from her wrists to her shoulders. “Sorry if I ruined your night. This is important.”
“My date didn’t like my dress much either,” she says. “He might have if he was feeling better. He groaned all through dinner, and then keeled over just before dessert taking the table and my tiramisu with him. Actually, you saved me the pain of waiting at the hospital.”
“Uh-huh,” Gil replies with disinterest as he peers down the twin eyepieces of one of the many microscopes. His focus is on what he searches for on the slide and not the slender exotic woman that leans on the counter close to him.
“It was hell getting a cab,” she goes on. “Have you seen what’s going on out there? You owe me forty bucks and an amazing tip, the driver had to take pretty much every turn and every street just to get me here…” Price has
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