Chapter 13 — Eleven Days

The clinic administrator had been thorough, in the way of a man who has been getting away with it long enough to grow careless.

He had sold patient data to whoever would buy it.

He had falsified diagnoses — not randomly, but on request, for money.

And here was the part that made the whole room go cold when I finally understood it: he had taken payments from spouses.

From husbands and wives who wanted leverage in a divorce, who wanted a paper reason to blame the other, who wanted a body declared broken so a settlement would tilt their way.