Back Bitter Pill
Chapters (47)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Epilogue
  47. Teaser chapter

“Yes. A scrawled note that said, ‘I can’t do it anymore.’ They also found high levels of phenobarbital in her system. The odd thing was that she had no prescription for it, so they don’t know where it came from. I looked into it briefly but couldn’t come up with any evidence that would prove the clinic culpable,” Maggie explained.

“Well, that’s very interesting. And disconcerting. Nikki did a little research on the three doctors.” Myra nodded toward Nikki.

Nikki said, “They all attended Ross University in Barbados.”

Myra quickly shot a look at Annie, who was going to burst out laughing. She couldn’t get past “Joe’s School of Dentistry.”

Alexis took over. “They also applied to attend Lausanne, in Switzerland, but that was ten years later. There doesn’t seem to be any record of their graduating or even attending.”

Annie broke in. “This is why we’re here today. We want to get to the bottom of this ‘miracle cure’ they talk about on their website. They offer alternative solutions for aging, memory loss, and so on. They provide videos on living life well and long, which offer nothing more than commonsense advice. But they offer to customize a program for each individual. They don’t post any of their fees, and each patient is told that she will get a plan designed for her particular needs. I say ‘she’ and ‘her’ because virtually all their patients are women, usually wealthy widows. I am sure they charge exorbitant fees, and their testimonials could very well be faked. You know how Amazon has ‘verified purchase’ after a review? Well, Live-Life-Long can claim to verify reviews as coming from someone who has utilized their services since they are the only providers of this program.”

“Wow. Sounds like a real scam,” Isabelle observed.

They all nodded in agreement.

“I took one pill from each of the bottles Charlotte brought with her.” Myra produced the bags and the information she had copied. “I want to get these tested to find out exactly what each pill is. Nikki, can you get these to the lab you and Alexis use?”

“Absolutely.”

“I know our practice is to take a vote, so I am asking, who is in favor of looking into this?”

Everyone voted in the affirmative.

“In her letter, Charlotte mentioned getting an injection every week, but she didn’t say what it was or what it was for. The only other evidence we are missing is what they were injecting,” Myra noted.

“If we can get her DNA, we can send it to the lab, as well. It’s not as good as a blood test, but it might give us some clue,” Alexis observed.