“Into Catherine’s death.”
“Into both.” He met my eyes.
“The examiner found an anomaly in your father’s medication record from the afternoon of Gerald’s visit.
A dosage discrepancy.
It may have a routine explanation.
But it may not.”
I put my hands flat on the table.
“He k*lled them both,” I said.
“Catherine forty years ago.
And Frank last week.”
“I can’t confirm that yet.
But we are going to find out.” He gathered the documents carefully.
“I need to take these into evidence.
I’ll give you a full receipt for everything.”
“Take them.”
He paused before picking up Frank’s letter.
“Your father was meticulous.
Four pages, every detail sourced, the nurse’s contact information, the timeline.
He built a case, Claire.
He just needed someone to carry it forward.”
“He needed me to carry it forward,” I said.
“That’s why he sent me to Miriam.
