He lunged toward the front door.
I stepped aside and ran into the living room, shouting for help.
The officers entered moments later.
One moved between Daniel and me while another ordered him to step away from the table.
Daniel immediately changed.
His shoulders dropped. His face crumpled.
“Thank God you’re here,” he said. “My wife has been behaving irrationally. She’s been confused for weeks. I think she needs medical attention.”
I stood frozen.
He was doing it again.
Even now, with the bottle on the table and the forged documents waiting to be examined, he was trying to turn me into the unreliable one.
Then one of the officers picked up the bottle.
“Mr. Daniel, we’ll need you to explain what this is.”
Daniel stared at it.
For the first time, he had no answer.
The investigation revealed a truth more disturbing than anything I had imagined.
The substance found in my drink was consistent with the sedating effects I had experienced. Investigators examined the bottle, the laboratory findings, my medical records, and other evidence gathered during their inquiry.
