Every time my brother-in-law drove me home, I would lose consciousness and wake up with unexplained aches and pains. My husband would only laugh and say, “You’re just out of shape, that’s all.” After the fourth ride, I secretly slipped a voice recorder into my purse and said nothing. That night, I listened to a phone conversation between the two of them that revealed my blackouts had never been accidental.
My hand still hesitated around an ordinary bottle of water.
A part of me knew that reaction was protective, and another part resented how far the fear had spread.
I filled a second glass from the same tap and carried both to the table.
Priya joined me.
We drank together without saying a word.
PART 9
Vanessa Keene came to see me before the searches were complete.
She didn’t come to the house.
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