Who are you?” Michael Anderson demanded, his voice cutting through the silence of the boardroom. Everyone turned. In the doorway stood a small barefoot girl. Her clothes…
The first thing anyone noticed was the sound. It wasn’t the soft hum of air-conditioning or the polite murmur of wealthy customers discussing gemstones and prices. It…
The courtroom doors flew open with a deafening bang that echoed off the walls. A four-year-old girl burst inside, barefoot, her pink dress smeared with dirt, curls…
The operating room was a cathedral of controlled atmosphere, chilled to exactly sixty-four degrees. To the uninitiated, the room might have seemed silent, save for the rhythmic,…