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Tomorrow, Mac would see Milton's patients, telling them that Professor Blake would do the main part, the second part, of the consultation series, on the following day. Tomorrow's preliminary meeting would scout out any additional laboratory and coconsultation needs. Blake showed Macaluso how to use his office microscope, "The usual. You're as good at this stuff as I am,.." to an emphatic hand waving no-I'm-nots. Blake insisted, "Trust me. You are. You just don't know that you are." Macaluso, exasperated with uncertainty, contended, "You don't have to kiss up! I said I'd help. But, really, I don't know all that weird stuff that gets sent to you." Blake began, "What makes you so sure that .. oh aggghh ... whatever... Gwen, is my ride set up?" Marcus asked Blake, "What do I say if I don't understand the x-rays or if the histology specimens are way too..." "Here!" He was shown a back door in the next room of Blake's office, "My secret!" It opened into to a small private hallway. The next door in that small hallway on the left was a back door to the radiology office of Dr. Kishorkumor, who everybody called Kishy. Kishy was a world renowned bone radiologist whose stature in his field was equal to that of the famous Milton Blake. "Just show Kishy the x-rays. Suddenly, what he knows, you know. They'll think you're a wizard. OK?" Marcus, felt that old odd aversion, silently thinking, "Is that fair?" Then he reconsidered, it isn't about fair. Results are all folks want. Before he could formulate anything to say, Blake led him to the third door on the right, the back door to Dr. Muhammad Quereshi's office. "Show Ham whatever slides they give you. Ham is the best bone pathologist in the universe. If he rambles too quickly, just do what I do."