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PRAISE FOR
LOVE GONE MAD

“Holy smokes, I loved, loved, loved this…. This was a thrill ride; I couldn’t put it down. I recommend it highly.”

           
—Abernathy Peterson, librarian, Kentucky

“With his experience as a forensic psychiatrist, Dr. Mark Rubinstein takes readers inside the mind of a man that is dangerous, delusional, insane to a point, brilliant, persistent and definitely diabolical as he manipulates lawyers, judges, doctors and an entire courtroom. Once again Mark Rubinstein pens a novel that far surpasses many others and is right up there with John Lescroart, Daniel Silva, James Patterson and Phillip Margolin.”

           
—Fran Lewis, Host,
Book Discussion

“Excellent! Well written with strong characters and an interesting story line.”

           
—Joanne Carrero, educator, Puerto Rican Family Institute

“A good read. I could not put it down!”

           
—Sybil Huffman, librarian

“A fast-paced, exciting mystery sure to hold readers’ attention.”

           
—Rosemary Smith, librarian, Williams Library, Regional School Unit, Maine

PRAISE FOR
MAD DOG HOUSE

“I stayed up all night to read
Mad Dog House
. I didn’t plan on it, but when I got into it, I couldn’t put it down. It was fantastic, riveting, suspenseful, twisting, loving, horrific—and I’ll never go into the restaurant business, ever. I just kept reading faster and faster to find out the ending.”

           
—Martin West, film and television actor and filmmaker

“The characters in
Mad Dog House are
compellingly real. It was a great read!”

           
—Ann Chernow, artist and writer

“In Mark Rubinstein’s
Mad Dog House
, the characters—all well-developed and dripping with authenticity—propel the novel along with style and edge-of-your-seat excitement. Word of caution: be prepared for an all-night, page-turning read where you will emerge exhilarated and begging for more. Rubinstein, a master at his game, introduces us to a world of glitz, glam, sex, and intrigue. Slip into a chilled martini and settle in for a literary ride you won’t soon forget.”

           
—Judith Marks-White, author of
Seducing Harry
and
Bachelor Degree

“Thank you for the great adventure … made me feel like a participant. I could not put the darn thing down.”

           
—Rose Buzzutto, RN

“The characters are well-drawn, the dialog is real and not stilted … and the action is well-paced.

           

Rochelle’s Reviews

“A gripping, harrowing, and provocative psychological thriller, featuring a plot packed with action and intrigue, staggering and brutal twists, and deeply disturbing possibilities … the author … has a gift for delivering gut-punching surprises while raising unsettling questions about the basic nature of human nature and the inescapable hold of the past. The ending is a real shocker!”

           
—Mysia Haight,
www.pressreleasepundit.com

Other Books by Mark Rubinstein

Fiction

Mad Dog House
(Thunder Lake Press)

Nonfiction

The First Encounter: The Beginnings in Psychotherapy
with Dr. William Console and Dr. Richard C. Simons (Jason Aronson)

The Complete Book of Cosmetic Surgery
with Dr. Dennis P. Cirillo (Simon & Schuster)

New Choices: The Latest Options in Treating Breast Cancer
with Dr. Dennis P. Cirillo (Dodd Mead)

Heartplan: A Complete Program for Total Fitness of Heart & Mind
with Dr. David L. Copen (McGraw-Hill)

The Growing Years: The New York Hospital-Cornell Medical Center
Guide to Your Child’s Emotional Development
(Atheneum)

A Novel

MARK RUBINSTEIN

Thunder Lake Press

Copyright © 2013 by Mark Rubinstein.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed “Attention: Permissions Coordinator,” at the address below.

Thunder Lake Press

25602 Alicia Parkway #512

Laguna Hills, CA 92653

www.thunderlakepress.com

Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

Ordering Information

Quantity sales. Special discounts are available on quantity purchases by corporations, associations, and others. For details, contact the “Special Sales Department” at the address above.

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Printed in the United States of America

Cataloging-in-Publication

  
Rubinstein, Mark, 1942-

   
Love gone mad : a novel / Mark Rubinstein. -- 1st ed.

  
   p. cm.

  
ISBN 978-0-9856268-6-0

  
1. Psychological fiction. 2. Suspense fiction.

  
I. Title.

  
PS3618.U3L68 2013

  
813’.6             QBI13-600077

Author photo by Philip W. Kaufman

First Edition

17 16 15 14 13   10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1

For Joshua, Vernon, and both Ediths

Contents

Part I

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Part II

Seventeen

Eighteen

Nineteen

Twenty

Twenty-one

Twenty-two

Twenty-three

Twenty-four

Part III

Twenty-five

Twenty-six

Twenty-seven

Twenty-eight

Twenty-nine

Thirty

Thirty-one

Thirty-two

Thirty-three

Thirty-four

Part IV

Thirty-five

Thirty-six

Thirty-seven

Thirty-eight

Thirty-nine

Forty

Forty-one

Afterthought

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Preview of Mad Dog Justice

Chapter 1

Part I
One

A
drian Douglas heads for the operating room doors. He glances back at the argon beam coagulator, the hydraulic operating table, and brilliant OR lights. As sterile as the filtered air and gleaming instruments may be, the place is a thing of ineffable beauty. It signifies a kind of artistry, one he’s spent years mastering. Adrian thinks this after every successful surgery, and for the moment, the OR is the best thing in his life. He knows it’s good to be alive and in the life-saving business.

The patient had been dying—his heart barely able to pump blood. They had cracked open his chest, bypassed the clogged coronary arteries, and closed up in near-record time.

A stitch in time …

“Great job, Adrian,” Fred Bailey, the assistant surgeon, calls across the room.

“Thanks, Fred. Thanks, everyone. Fabulous work, guys,” Adrian says, snapping off his surgical gloves.

“Hey, Adrian,” Dottie, the chief OR nurse, calls.

“Yeah?”

“Chalk another one up for the good guys.”

Though her face is masked, Adrian sees the shine in her eyes. And he hears the smile in her voice.

S
till wearing surgical scrubs, Adrian dons his windbreaker and New Balance running shoes and then takes the elevator to the hospital’s main floor. He leaves through the emergency room. It’s a balmy night in early September, and a brisk breeze whips up the ambulance ramp, which is illuminated by sodium vapor lights. Though he’s been on his feet since six this morning, he feels invigorated with the postsurgical high he loves and doesn’t want to make the lonely drive back to his cottage in Simpson.

Looking up at the hospital facade, Adrian tells himself he’s glad he left ground zero of the medical universe—Yale-New Haven Hospital—and took the job at Eastport General. He’s in on the ground floor of an exciting new heart surgery program. At Yale, he’d be just another guppy darting about an aquarium of sharks cannibalizing one another.

None of that political bullshit for me. Not anymore
.

It’s nearly midnight as Adrian crosses Fairfield Avenue. He passes a row of shuttered stores—a Kinko’s, a Wendy’s, and a Starbucks that’s closing for the evening; Adrian realizes that no barista will serve up a steaming latte, Frappuccino, or foamed macchiato at this hour. It’s time to go more downscale, and besides, a little alcohol would be better than some caffeine-laced brew. So he heads for King’s Corner, a watering hole two blocks away. He’s grown absurdly fond of this dated pub with its beer-stained mahogany bar, neon Schlitz signs, potted snake plants, and 1950s-style, CD-filled Wurlitzer jukebox. It’s so retro, it reminds Adrian of the old Irish bars in Manhattan he’d frequented as a medical student.

Entering the place, Adrian hears the first lines of Led Zeppelin’s “Stairway to Heaven.” The acoustic guitar sends out a mournful melody; it’s joined by the soulful recorder. Then comes the plaintive vocal by lead singer Robert Plant.

The place is dimly lit and smells of malt—actually, stale beer. And there’s the faint odor of piss, or, Adrian wonders briefly, is it sweat? No matter. It’s familiar, comfortable. A muted cathode-ray television on a shelf casts an aqueous hue over the place as the Red Sox play the Yankees—it must be extra innings to be running this late. Swivel-top, vinyl-covered stools line the length of the bar, like soldiers at attention before an iron-pipe foot rail. There’s a vintage tin ceiling. The dim seediness seems welcoming after hours in a brightly lit OR with its modular orbital lighting and antiseptic tile walls.

Vinnie, the thirty-something bartender, turns to him, his face creasing into a smile. “How ya doin’ Adrian?”

“Good, Vinnie. You?”

“Can’t complain.”

“How’re the wife and kids?”

“They keep me workin’,” Vinnie says, and shakes his head.

Vinnie has a flattened nose and rough-hewn features and always sports a thick stubble of beard. He looks like a guy who’s seen his share of barroom brawls. He wears faded jeans and a tight-fitting, sleeveless T-shirt. His bloated biceps are covered with a riotous array of tattoos.

“Bottle of Bud, Adrian?”

“Right on, Vin,” he says as the music in a minor key hits its ethereal stride.

Adrian and Vinnie usually talk about the Red Sox. As a former college baseball player, Adrian loves the game.

“Score’s tied … five apiece,” Vinnie says, setting the bottle on the bar.

A smoky vapor rises from the open top.

Adrian puts the bottle to his lips, takes a gulp, and feels the cold effervescence at the back of his throat. After a long day in the OR, the beer’s warmth mushrooms through his belly and rises to his chest. It’s followed by a deliciously light buzz. Adrian feels his muscles loosen.

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