Chapter 15 — The Therapy Notes on the Table

He noticed the change in me before I could hide it.

Of course he did; he had spent three years studying me the way an impostor studies the person he is deceiving, and my sudden coldness, however I tried to mask it, did not escape him.

And so, while I was quietly waiting for Detective Hernandez to do her careful work, he made a move of his own.

I came home from teaching one evening to find the living room full.