Chapter 248

I ignored Michael and turned to focus on the middle-aged man. When I laid eyes on him, my heart clenched. He seemed so, so familiar… Who was he? I tried my damnedest to recall who he was, but nothing came to me. When he saw me, he approached me with a smile. I was instinctively repulsed by him and wanted to get up to leave. He looked at me appraisingly, seemingly seeing right through me. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Larson. My name's Peter Jones, and I'm a psychiatrist." I was taken aback. A psychiatrist? "I'm Wendell Carlson's classmate from elementary school. We grew up together, and we're the best of friends." He seemed to be saying these things for my benefit. He was telling me that he and my father weren't just acquaintances. I stared at him in shock. Wendell Carlson was Stephanie Carlson's father. "Stephanie was sick as a child, and I was the one who was in charge of treating her," Peter continued with a smile. Despite being a middle-aged man, there was something about him