Epilogue


"I suppose that you're wondering why I asked you here."

"It did strike me as rather odd that some one would pay so much for an examination."

Franziska stared across the table at the Asian doctor.

"I only wished to assure that you come, maybe you can do something for him, Herr Black Jack, and I cannot trust any other doctors to even see him."

"Who is the patient?" Black Jack inquired, he had arrived in Germany within two weeks of Franziska's call, and still he knew almost nothing about the person he'd been asked to see.

"A relative." Was all she said in reply.

Black Jack chose not to question her any further, he was a doctor after all, and didn't feel the need to no every little detail about the German woman who had practically begged him to come.

"When will I be seeing the patient?"

"You may see him after I ask you a question."

Black Jack nodded to Franziska to proceed.

"Is it possible to heal a near fatal bullet wound to the heart?"