The Last Fever

About this book

Lisbon, 2034. Mireia Cortell spent fourteen years engineering HIV — legally, for vaccines — before her field decided she was a liability. Now she signs paperwork in a contract lab and watches other people do science. Then a biobank crosses her desk marked for incineration: nine years of tissue, blood, and daily measurements from a single bedbound patient nobody ever managed to help. Her name is Dilnoza Rasulova. She has run a low fever for nine years, and she has one condition — she will not be a specimen again. With a reasoning system that behaves like a colleague rather than an oracle, Mireia sets out to build something no one has finished: a complete, testable model of one human body. If it works, it will not stay one body. Which is precisely what the people guarding the door are afraid of.