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