Chapter 4

"It's Claire," I said into the phone. The light turned green. I drove. "I'm ready to hear the rest."

Arthur didn't sound surprised. "Come to the address I'll send you."

Two blocks on, I pulled to the curb, took the report back out, and this time let myself read the whole page.

I read it three times. My body was fine. My body had always been fine. Everything within normal range -- the range I'd been told, for three years, that I lived outside of.

He'd been lying to me over dinner, in the dark, with his hand on my…