Jack Hunt, Irish academic cardiologist, has a CV as long as your arm and a compelling sense of vocation. Temperamentally hostile to the least suggestion of compromise, he is “totally unused to the commercial realities of clinical medicine.” With his long suffering wife Beth and his eight year old son Danny, he has travelled the world - Sydney, London, Philadelphia, New York - in search of the right job. Until now, his career has been waiting to happen. But no sooner has he arrived at the Carter Hospital in Chicago, than the appar–ently motiveless murder of his professor catapults him into the top job. An unlikely big cheese, he soon comes to realise that the hospital wants political skills (not his strongest suit) as much as medical ones. On the other hand, the $300 000 salary has its compensations.
For a while, all Jack has to cope with are the