In the sudden darkness, I heard Leah gasp, Kate curse, and the sound of running footsteps in the hallway. When the emergency lights came on seconds later, Brooke and Malcolm were gone. But they’d left something behind. Leah’s medical chart with a new page added to the front. What was written there would change everything we thought we knew about my sister’s illness.
The Harrison family’s reach and just how far they’d go to protect their secrets. I picked up the chart with trembling hands. And as I read, I finally understood why Matthew had been so insistent on controlling Leah’s medical care. The truth was far worse than anything we’d imagined. The emergency lights cast an eerie glow over Leah’s medical chart as I read, my hands shaking. Dr.
Emily Jones, no relation to Malcolm, thank God, stood beside me, her expression growing darker with each page we reviewed. These treatment protocols, she said, pointing to a series of entries. They’re not standard for your type of lymphoma. In fact, she flipped through more pages, her frown deepening. Some of these medications shouldn’t have been prescribed together at all.
The combination would have she stopped, looking up at Leah with horror. Would have what, I demanded, though part of me already knew. Would have mimicked and exacerbated symptoms of the cancer. Leah finished quietly, making me sicker while making it look natural. Matthew insisted on using their family doctor for my prescriptions, said it was all covered by their private insurance.
She laughed bitterly. I knew something was wrong when I started getting worse after each new medic Ion, but by then I was too weak to fight it. Kate was examining the new page Brooke had left. Look at this. It’s a liability waiver backdated 3 years with Leah’s forge signature. They were covering their tracks, creating a paper trail to protect themselves in case anyone started asking questions.
Officer Taylor took photos of every page while speaking quietly into her radio. Two more officers had arrived and were taking statements from the hospital security guards about Brooke and Malcolm’s exit. Your original doctor, Dr. Jones said suddenly before the Harrison family doctor took over. Do you remember their name? Leah closed her eyes thinking. Dr. Patel. Angelie Patel.
She seemed concerned when I told her I was switching doctors. Tried to warn me about something, but Matthew was there and she looked at me. That was right after you married him, Becca. I didn’t want to cause problems for you. My throat tightened. While I’d been trapped in Matthew’s web of financial manipulation, my own sister had been slowly poisoned, and I’d been too blind to see it.
