Rachel watched the womans face, trying to get a proper gauge on her reaction to why they were here. She knew Jack would be too, and that he was typically very good at reading the immediate reaction of people that have just received any sort of jarring news. From what Rachel could tell, Gemma Chapman did not seem scared that they were here; confusion remained, genuine and unmoving, from her face.

Well, were visiting you because were doing cross checks of women that have done business with both clinics, Rachel said. And as you might imagine, your criminal history gave us a bit of concern.

Mrs. Chapman, do you mind walking us through what happened about a year or so ago out in that public park?

She nodded and the curiosity on her face was replaced by sadness. I was angry, sad…and very dumb, she said. A few years back, my husband and I divorced. He badly wanted kids and I was unable to have them. But we did some tests and found that there were fertility treatments I could take. He didnt like the idea. He had this macho idea that those treatments were cheating. He decided that if couldnt have kids the old-fashioned way, he didnt want them. So, it led to lots of arguments and an eventual divorce. But the idea just stayed in my head and I decided that even without him around, I wanted to try. Id get a kid and manage to have it and raise it without him.

I met with doctors and they all told me the chances were slim. But I set up an appointment anyway.

With Regency first, correct? Rachel asked.

Yes. Now, of course, my little incident in the park occurred a bit before I first tried the treatments. There was this fundraiser for Marys Housethis sort of recue home for young mothers with nowhere to go. I went by to show my support, maybe even make a donation. And when I was there, I saw that there was a booth for one of the local pregnancy centers. There were these two women there, talking about their recent pregnancies and it just…I lost it. Looking back on it now, I know it was absolutely foolish of me to even be there. I knew it would depress me, sort of be a trigger So yes…the woman I attacked was talking about how she delivered twins and their laughing…it got to me. I acted irrationally, and I have regretted it every day since.

When she stopped talking, she took a deep breath in and when she let it out, a trail of tears came spilling out of both eyes. They came seemingly out of nowhere, taking Rachel slightly by surprise. They came with such suddenness that Rachel was inclined to believe they might be genuine.

When was the last time you visited either of the clinics? Jack asked.