THE LAST PATIENTA Dark ThrillerRain had been falling over the small town for three days.The narrow roads were almost empty, the old houses were hidden behind sheets of water, and the hills beyond the town had disappeared beneath a thick grey mist.At the end of a forgotten lane stood a tiny Ayurvedic clinic.The wooden board above the entrance read:“SREENILAYAM AYURVEDA CARE — DR. ARUN MENON”The paint was peeling.The roof leaked.The waiting room had only four plastic chairs.And most days, there were no patients.Arun Menon was thirty-four years old and had spent almost half of his life studying Ayurveda. He had