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Drover, Kansas, 1888
JANE WARNER perched on the edge of a slat-back chair, her spine stiff, her throat dry. Perspiration trickled between her breasts and clung to her sweat-soaked chemise. The chair grew harder by the minute as she observed Doctor Hendricks. The expanse of scratched mahogany desk stretched endlessly between them.
The elderly gentleman studied the imposing medical book that lay open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he scanned the pages of tiny print. He scribbled a note, one of many he’d already taken, in a thick, yellowed journal.