I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

four days later.

I moved into the research center’s family suite, a small apartment attached to the facility for relatives of inpatient participants. It was nicer than my real apartment.

The treatment was brutal.

Gene therapy infusions that left Danny weak and nauseous. Medication regimens that required round-the-clock monitoring. Physical therapy to continue reading …