A legendary neurosurgeon. A failing mind. A crime he can't remember—but can't ignore.
Dr. Marcus Thorne was once the god of the operating room. Now, he is a prisoner in his own home, his brilliant mind eroding under the fog of early-onset dementia. His hands, once insured for millions, are now useless claws trembling with palsy.
But the fog is not empty.
When Marcus wakes up with river mud on his slippers and a bloody scalpel hidden in his floorboards, he assumes the worst: his disease has turned him into a monster. His devoted son, Elias, confirms his fears, presenting a diary written in Marcus's own jagged handwriting that details a gruesome abduction.
Marcus is ready to accept his guilt. He is ready to surrender.
Until he reads the diary again.
Hidden in the surgical notes of the crime is a mistake—an anatomical error that no neurosurgeon, no matter how broken, would ever make.
In that moment, the fog lifts. Marcus realizes he isn't losing his mind. He is being rewritten.
Trapped in a house designed to keep him confused, dosed with sedatives, and fighting a clock that is ticking down for a missing woman, Marcus has one night to prove his sanity. He has no allies. He has no phone.
But he still has his hands. And tonight, the Doctor is in.
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