House M.D.: IM Michael Tritter

Princeton-Plainsboro has hired a pain-management specialist, and the building has already decided what he is: Cuddy’s leash for House. The name on the coat is Michael Tritter, and the man inside it was never a police detective. He is a former combat medic who finished a residency, and the only resource he owns is Standing — institutional trust, spent every time an appearance reads as enforcement whether he meant it that way or not. At zero, Foreman stops returning his pages and the nurses stop pulling his charts. He is not the smartest man in this hospital. House is, permanently, and that is the point. He knows roughly how the next few years go for a diagnostician running on Vicodin, and he can never explain how he knows. The first consult on his desk is one of House’s. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: House M.D.: IM Michael Tritter — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠