In the male dominated world of the Raj, female infirmity was treated with disdain. Only a woman of substance could bring about change.Mac was feisty, courageous, accomplished, audacious, doggedly determined and single. Everything a woman was not expected to be in 1930. Her chosen career was medicine, her speciality obstetrics, her goal, to medically improve the plight of India?s women whatever their religion, culture or status. It was a very noble cause, but first, Mac had to get there.?Join the Fishing Fleet, dear,? suggested her aunt. An adventure in itself.In Calcutta, a united front of pompous, misogynistic men of the India Medical Service stood ready to block her progress. Reducing female and infant mortality in an already over-populated continent seemed, to them, both illogical and absurd. As was, heaven forfend, inviting a female medic into their ranks, no matter how well qualified.Dr Elizabeth Stuart-MacKenzie was young and on a mission. Such out-dated opinions were irrelevant. Nothing was going to stand in her way. Not even sex!Join Mac as she boards a P&O passenger-liner on route to Bombay. If she survives intact, Books Two and Three will surely follow . . .Booksby Analytics reader experience:Outstanding, Beautiful and Engaging.