For Forty Years He Trusted His Best Friend — Then He Found What Was Killing the Man’s Wife
And one other person knew.
Her husband.
My best friend of forty years.
Chapter 3 — Three of Us
“Epinephrine. Prepare the airway. Now.”
The woman’s name was Jessi Vance.
She was fifty-four years old, and I had known her since we were teenagers.
But she was more than an old friend.