The Night My Father Locked the Door — And the Truth Tiffany Hid
A receipt showed the medication had been collected after the pharmacy received a telephone confirmation.
Police were now examining who made that call and whether a clinic had been misled.
Ruiz wouldn’t describe more than she was authorized to share, and she emphasized that the investigation was ongoing.
“Does Dad know?” I asked.
“He has been interviewed again.”
“Did he believe you?”
Ruiz paused.
“His reaction isn’t what determines whether we investigate.”