He told him I had lied about a security system glitch.
He told him I had been under financial stress since my husband's death.
He told him I had a history of isolating myself from friends and family.
He told him the lie so gently, so carefully, with such a weary tone of concern, that I almost believed it myself.
I stood in the middle of the room and watched my entire life become a medical case file.
"Mrs.
Whitaker,"
Reeves said, turning to me.
"You locked the property gates and detained Dr.
Vale.
Is that correct?"
"He gave me a pill I don't recognize,"
He dicho.
"His pharmacy is one I've never used.
There's a bottle on the sideboard that says it was filled three days ago in Ohio.
And this morning, six and a half minutes of security footage went missing from the exact time he was alone with my medication."
