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.

PART 14

The true purpose of the annex appointments became clearer when investigators uncovered a draft petition in Julian’s personal files.

It was not a final court document.

It had never been filed.

But its proposed narrative was detailed.

It described my supposed episodes of confusion, my alleged refusal of treatment, and a pattern of irrational spending that did not match our bank records.

The petition sought extraordinary control over decisions involving my assets and medical care.