“He said you disappeared from the house again.

Why are you doing this?”

I didn’t argue with her.

Instead, I pulled the white paper folder holding Doctor Aris’s official report out of my handbag and held it out.

“Read page two,” I said.

“I don’t have time to look at more bank records,” Chloe said, taking a step backward.

“Daniel is worried sick about you.”

“Read the name of the private clinic at the top,” I said in a quiet, steady voice.