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So I insisted she went to see her GP, who prescribed some antidepressants and sleeping tablets. Unfortunately, she had some kind of reaction to the antidepressants, though, and…well…’ He looks over at me to check I’m OK.
    ‘Carry on. I want to hear this,’ I say. Maybe ‘want’ is the wrong word. I need to hear this. Need to know if I’m going insane. Again.
    Liam makes a sound like a sigh. ‘Chloe suffered from hallucinations and exhibited paranoid behaviour. She thought a man was chasing her, trying to kill her. I came home from work and found her in the garden, scratching and digging at the path. She was screaming, trying to get away from whomever she thought was chasing her. When I tried to help her, she was confused and disorientated. She just fought back.’
    My cheeks burn with embarrassment, self-loathing, disbelief.
    ‘We had to have her sectioned for her own safety.’
    An involuntary gasps escapes my lips. If Liam hears it, he ignores the sound and carries on talking about me. I’ve been reduced to a mere spectator in my life.
    ‘The antidepressants were stopped immediately, and she was given anti-psychotic drugs until she appeared to return to her normal self.’
    ‘How long was I in hospital for?’ I force the question out, even though the words seem to stick on my tongue.
    Liam gives me a sideways glance. ‘A week. Then you had an outpatient appointment with the psychiatrist. But we all thought you were getting better. They didn’t think there would be any lasting effects from the drugs when they were out of your system. But now this has happened and…well, you must know how this sounds, Chloe. It’s all so far-fetched. And so much like what happened before. We don’t want to waste the police’s time, do we?’ He strokes my shoulder and looks at Summers with an apologetic expression.
    And that’s when I really start to question myself. Did I really wake up in that place? Did I really escape? Or have I imagined the whole thing? Is this some kind of relapse?
    ‘I think you can let us be the judge of what’s wasting our time.’ Summers gives Liam a courteous smile. ‘What happened when Chloe was released from hospital?’
    ‘She was signed off work, so she was just at home, recuperating from it all. She seemed to be OK—a little depressed, still, about losing the baby. She still had trouble sleeping, too, but things were getting back to normal, or so I thought.’
    ‘Did you contact her while you were away in Scotland? Maybe we can establish exactly what day you went missing, Chloe.’ Summers looks pointedly at me.
    ‘I rang her mobile phone when I arrived, but then I was up to my neck in work and didn’t have time to contact her. We’re launching a new diabetes drug soon, so it’s been a very hectic time.’
    ‘You work for Devon Pharmaceutical?’ Summers asks.
    ‘Yes.’
    ‘What does your job entail, exactly?’
    ‘I oversee the manufacture of our drugs, amongst other things.’
    ‘Does Devon Pharmaceutical carry out animal testing?’ Summers crosses his legs.
    ‘Yes. And I can see where you’re going with this, but our company has never been a target for that in the past.’
    ‘So you’ve never personally received any threats in connection with your work?’
    ‘Absolutely not.’
    ‘Let me just confirm that the last time you spoke to Chloe was on the sixth of May, when you arrived in Scotland?’ Flynn asks.
    ‘Yes.’
    Flynn writes it down. ‘She didn’t mention that she was going anywhere or doing anything in particular?’
    ‘No.’ He glances at me, wearing a look of concern. ‘She hasn’t been out of the house much since the miscarriage.’
    ‘And she didn’t tell you anything that could be cause for alarm?’ Summers asks.
    ‘Definitely not.’
    ‘Did you fly back from Scotland today?’ Flynn asks.
    ‘Yes, although I wasn’t due back for another four days. I got the taxi to drop me off at home on the way back from Stansted airport. Then I left