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business card. ‘I see you have an Advanced Diploma in something called HSc, ATMS, AKA, ICMA. Sounds like you’re pretty knowledgeable.’
    ‘And I share that knowledge, to empower my clients.’
    ‘That must be pretty time consuming,’ Bowden quipped.
    Anya suppressed a smile as the lawyer interjected.
    ‘Is there a point to this? What’s this got to do with Emily Quaid’s death?’
    Schiller resumed the lead. ‘It would be helpful to establish the relationship between Mr Heyes and the Quaid family.’
    ‘It’s okay, I’m happy to clarify,’ Heyes said. ‘I met Jenny when she moved here. After Tom died , I helped her address some problems she was having with anxiety and some, well, you could say, alarming behaviour, particularly regarding the children.’
    Bowden didn’t miss a beat. ‘Are you saying the kids were neglected, or mistreated?’
    Heyes put both hands up. ‘I’m just saying she had a litany of problems like insomnia, depression, general amotivation.’
    ‘You mean grief?’ Schiller retorted. ‘She had just lost a child.’
    Heyes’s eyes flared. ‘That’s right. But this was a downward spiral. She had wild swings in blood sugars, which made her crave toxic foods like chips, fried foods.’
    ‘Sounds like most of us on a good day.’ Bowden patted his belly.
    The lawyer glared at him but the officer appeared unfazed.
    ‘And how did you treat that?’ Schiller enquired.
    ‘For the record, I don’t diagnose and treat as such, but address the relative underlying stress patterns associated with bodily imbalances. Traditional medicine would have pumped her with antidepressants and sleeping tablets. Her hormones were out of balance and her cranial structures were out of alignment, including her sphenoid.’ He paused, as if waiting for a response.
    Anya moved closer to the monitor. The sphenoid bone was inside the skull, with a small section connected to the temporal and frontal bones on each side. She hoped he wasn’t talking about manipulating it in some way.
    ‘It could have happened when she was assaulted a few years ago. She mentioned a violent boyfriend.’ He reached for the cup of water and took a gulp. ‘The sphenoid bone,’ he tapped just above each of his temples, ‘is crucial to spinal, cerebral and spiritual function. Emily was also affected. It’s possible she was assaulted in the past.’
    ‘Hang on.’ Bowden raised a hand. ‘Are you telling us Emily Quaid’s skull was damaged?’
    ‘No, I’m saying it was out of alignment and required restoration of balance. After Tom’s death, they were consuming food containing all sorts of toxins. Colourings, artificial flavourings, preservatives.’
    Schiller sat back. ‘Feeding children junk food isn’t a crime. If it was, we’d be arresting almost every parent in the country.’
    Anya respected his approach.
    ‘That food is criminal. It was damaging Emily, causing all sorts of illness in the child.’
    Anya remembered the growth chart shown to them by the GP at the surgery. Emily had normal growth patterns and was thin, but hadn’t appeared malnourished.
    ‘What illnesses in particular?’
    ‘Candida infection.’
    ‘Like in thrush?’ Schiller asked. Bowden shot him a quizzical look.
    ‘That’s a small part of it. I’m talking about candida of the bowel. It can cause all number of symptoms and usually goes undiagnosed by doctors. They choose not to believe it exists.’
    Anya had seen the infection in patients who were severely immunocompromised such as cancer patients undergoing chemotherapy, or in cases of overwhelming infection. Natural therapists seemed quick to diagnose it on history alone in patients who had any number of non-specific symptoms.
    Heyes was in his element. ‘In the early stages it caused Emily constipation and diarrhoea, bloating, food allergies, intolerances, flatulence and poor concentration, then as it spread it led to coughs and colds, ear infections and asthma. It was responsible for