CHAPTER 105

When he opens the lid, the first thing he sees isn’t an intake form or a doctor’s examination notes. It’s a copy of a police photograph.

In the picture, a small girl lies twisted in a half-filled bathtub. Her mouth is open in a scream and her body is covered in stab wounds. Blood stains her skin, blood darkens the water.

Jordan knows exactly who this is.

It’s Mary.

He grabs the trash can next to his desk and vomits into it. When he wipes his mouth, he picks up a newspaper clipping.