Your treatment plan could be interrupted.
I frowned.
My treatment?
He looked surprised.
I mean your health program.
I asked what he was up to, but he avoided a clear answer.
One night, I woke up and heard him quietly talking on the phone by the bedroom window.
"Yes, I'm still following the instructions," he whispered.
Pause.
But she's starting to suspect something.
I was lying there motionless.
I can't make any more changes. He already has some difficulties.
My heart started to hit me hard.
That's when he said something that scared me.
We're running out of time. If she keeps going like this, we could lose her.
He listened for a few seconds.
Finally, he whispered: "I know what
It happened to those. I won't let that happen again.'
Those?
Who were they?
And why did Daniel discuss my medical condition with someone I've never met?
The next evening, I decided that I needed to know the answers before I could get back to my routine.
