“Mister Dresden, it looks like you may get to keep your hand. There’s even a small portion on your palm that didn’t burn at all, which I have no explanation for whatsoever. Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” “That’s working just fine, Doc,” I mumbled. “Not that it’s had much use lately.” He gave me a brief smile. “More personal, I’m afraid. How good is your insurance?”
