PrologueD ear God, how the past comes back to haunt us.From his office window, Dr. Henry Tanaka stared out at the rain battering the parking lot and wondered why, after all these years, the death of one poor soul had come back to destroy him.Outside, a nurse, her uniform spotty with rain, dashed to her car. Another one caught without an umbrella, he thought. That morning, like most Honolulu mornings, had dawned bright and sunny. But at three o'clock the clouds had slith-ered over the Koolau range and now, as the last clinic employees headed...
PrologueD ear God, how the past comes back to haunt us.From his office window, Dr. Henry Tanaka stared out at the rain battering the parking lot and wondered why, after all these years, the death of one poor soul had come back to destroy him.Outside, a nurse, her uniform spotty with rain, dashed to her car. Another one caught without an umbrella, he thought. That morning, like most Honolulu mornings, had dawned bright and sunny. But at three o'clock the clouds had slith-ered over the Koolau range and now, as the last clinic employees headed for home, the rain became a torrent, flooding the streets with a river of dirty water.Tanaka tumed and stared down at the letter on his desk. It had been mailed a week ago; but like so much of his Icorrespondence, it had been lost in the piles of obstetrical jjournals and supply catalogs that always littered his office. [When his receptionist had finally called it to his attention this !morning, he'd been alarmed by the name on the return ad-dress: Joseph Kahanu, Attomey at Law.He had opened it immediately.Now he sank.into his chair and read the letter once again.Dear Dr. Tanaka, | As the attomey representing Mr. Charles Decker, Ihereby request any and all medical records pertaining to
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