Blue Magic, the latest designer drug linked to a rash of overdoses, might explain the needle mark on the arm of a young woman found dead in her Kansas City apartment. But when star reporter Rich Azadian digs deeper, the clues point to a far more explosive story: MaryLee Stock was a special protege of evangelical megapastor and power broker Cobalt Becker, who is poised to deliver his followers and the presidency to a firebrand right-wing senator in the next election.

Dr. Rhea Lynch left a suffocating life in Charleston to practice medicine in the ER of a small South Carolina Hospital. Now, Dawkins County is her home, a place that holds the only real family she's ever known. But when she returns from vacation, Rhea is shocked to discover that her best friend, Marisa, is near death and unable to communicate. The official diagnosis: a paralyzing stroke. Despite the family's attempts to keep her away, Rhea is determined to make her own diagnosis.

When Matthew Preston was eight, his father was shot and killed in rarefied Pacific Palisades by Ted Nash, a home burglar who happened to be the Prestons' neighbor. Though Nash was sentenced to life in San Quentin, Matthew's lifelong obsession is to somehow get into the prison, gain access to Nash, and exact the ultimate personal revenge. He devises a plan to become a prison doctor to gain access to Nash.

The RATS were the first sign. If only they would listen. Maggie De Luca recently relocated to New York. Working as a medical detective in her new position, she is called in to investigate a mysterious death. The red rings on the lungs were alarming enough, but then she hears the word plague. Now, the clock is ticking. And the death count is rising. Maggie tries to trace the origin of the disease, but is always one step behind. Then she starts seeing things...the victims...reaching out from the grave. But ghosts aren’t real, right? Meanwhile... Microbiologist Michael Harbinger believes he ...

Doc Brady has made the move to Horseshoe Bay and is enjoying a reduced work schedule that affords him the luxury of working four days a week: two in surgery and two in his clinic. Friday and Saturday are golf days, and Sunday is reserved for whatever Mary Louise, his adored wife, wants to do. On one particular Friday, Brady is in the parking lot of the HEB when he witnesses a vintage Rolls Royce slowly crunch into a parked truck. The driver of the Rolls is slumped in his seat. Brady tells an observer to call 911 while he performs CPR. Even though the EMTs arrive quickly, the gentleman dies ...