I had no intention of ever trading it back for the other one.

Not for anything.

I want that understood before I tell the rest, because the rest is about the enormous effort it took to keep that promise, on a night when every instinct I had was screaming at me to break it.

Chapter 3 — Every Detail Too Convenient

The hospital had called at 11:47 that night, and by the time I arrived, I already knew — the way I used to know things — that something was very wrong beyond the obvious.

Campus security told me the cameras had malfunctioned.