Chapter 5 - The Poison of ManipulationI handed the bottle over to the forensic medical team. Just three hours later, the preliminary analysis sent a chill down my spine.
The bottle contained a mild immunosuppressant mixed with a liquid sedative. That was the reason Owen had been constantly sick, running prolonged fevers, and appearing perpetually lethargic for the past six months. Every time Owen fell ill, Kate played the role of the devoted aunt, staying up all night to take care of him just to prove to me that she was indispensable to this household.
She deliberately made my son sick to maintain her presence while isolating the children from the outside world.
"This woman is a dangerous psychological narcissist," the court-appointed psychiatrist remarked after examining the findings. "She displays classic signs of Munchausen syndrome by proxy, combined with pathological envy toward her deceased sister."
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I stood behind the one-way glass of the interrogation room. Inside, Kate was tapping her fingers on the metal table, her face still carrying an air of arrogance. She believed that with her stolen money and top attorneys, she could easily slip away using "depression from caregiver fatigue" as an excuse.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside.
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