in the tense room. Detective Coulson closed his notepad and looked at Holt, who was s

harges are being filed at this time, but I strongly advise you to give your wi

ust stared at the detecti

ft behind was thick and suffocating. Brenda and Dr. Finch had retreated t

the surface, but it had been banked, replaced by a cold, calculating de

er. He extracted a single, heavy-stock business card and tossed it onto

don't care if this amnesia is real or if it's just another one of your manipulat

She didn't say a word. She just lay there, staring at the ceiling, her

uld have. "Did you really think forging a dissociative am

t instead just echoed hollowly in the void of her memory.

s lips. "Oh, that's rich. You haven't forgotten the most impor

e time for these games. I don't have time for your bids for sympathy

t overlooked the snowy Swiss landscape. He stared out at the mo

stop this circus. Either you contact my attorney and agree to the terms

e just walked out, pulling the door shut behind him.

r entire body jerking against the mattress. The tremors started imm

or, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Slowly, t

and thin on the white blanket. She didn't know this woman. She didn't know this life. But

it for her, and the screen glowed to life, the brightness making her s

small red heart emoji stared back at her, a mocking s

affection for the man who had just threatened and hurt her, felt like a

e Con

hit Yes. Then she went to her recent

a small, insignificant act, but it felt monumental. She ha

Names without faces, numbers without memories. She felt a profound s

ething about it triggered a faint, distant echo in her mind. Not a memory, exact

didn't care about recovering the woman she used to be. She needed to understand her. She

finger hovering over the c

ust as she was about to give up, the line c

tually have the

ected, stinging, and it confirmed Diandra's worst fears.