To the paramedic she said the thing that removed herself from the room.

To the nurse she said the thing that put the blame on the patient.

Each one was tailored.

None of them was coordinated.

She was not executing a plan on the twelfth of September.

She had executed a plan three weeks earlier.

On the twelfth of September she was improvising around the wreckage of it, badly, in front of whoever was standing there, and the forty minutes of contradictions are the single most persuasive thing in the whole file and she produced them herself for free.

Part Four: The Paramedic