The day his father died, Dr. Solomon Forte promised his mother he would honor his dad's memory by dedicating his years as a doctor to the treatment of injured workers. It seemed so clear a decision-his patients would be like his dad, stoic, honest, working class stiffs who sought nothing more from a doctor than an arm around the shoulder, a word of reassurance, and an ally in dealing with the state industrial insurance system. His life at the Whitaker Hospital and Medical Center is, though, the antithesis of his dream. He can't tell which of the roadblocks is most daunting: that posed by his...