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The Truth About Lying
“No,” Claire said. “But it’s true.”
Henry heard his own words from the previous day in her mouth and hated them.
Vincent’s phone buzzed. He glanced at it.
The color left his face. Henry turned.
“What is it?”
Vincent didn’t answer.
“Vincent.”
He sat down.
“Dr. Sharma.”
Henry felt the room tilt slightly.
“What about her?”
Vincent looked at the screen.
“She’s dead.”
No one moved.
“How?” Claire asked, though everyone knew.
“Suicide,” Vincent said. “Three days ago. It just hit the news.”
Henry gripped the back of a chair. Dr. Anya Sharma.
Seventeen memos.
Forty-seven deaths.
The phone call in the hallway. 92