Chapter 61 The First Patient

• The Lin Foundation’s first official act was not a press release or a gala, but a clandestine car ride to a state-run long-term psychiatric facility upstate. Dr. Aris Thorne was no longer at the private clinic where she’d been initially held; she’d been moved, her case buried in the bureaucratic labyrinth of the public health system.
• Evelyn sat in the back of the discreet sedan, Alexander beside her, the three feet of space between them feeling like a canyon. The resolve she’d sensed in him the day before had held. He was calm, focused, his energy entirely directed toward the task at hand. He’d become the perfect, impersonal asset. It should have been a relief. So why did it feel so unnerving?
• They were shown into a sparse, sun-bleached visiting room. The air smelled of stale coffee and industrial cleaner. When Aris Thorne was brought in, Evelyn’s breath caught.