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She looks at me, her kind eyes filling with sympathy. “I’m sure it feels that way right now, especially with all the memory loss.”
“Did I hit my head? Is that why I can’t remember anything?”
“No, there are no signs of head trauma. The memory loss is unrelated.”
“It is? How? Why?”
“Doc—” Nathan warns. I forgot he was even in the room for a second.
“She has a right to know what happened to her, detective,” she snaps before looking back at me.
“You were injected with a substance called sonodophetamide, or Sono-d, as it is more commonly referred to.”
“What? I don’t even know what that is.”
“Few do. It hasn’t been granted FDA approval yet.”
“So, was I part of some drug trial?” I ask, confused.
“We don’t know. It’s possible. We are checking every avenue,” Nathan answers.
“It has to be. Otherwise, how did it end up in my system? Are you trying to tell me I’m an addict?” I panic, frantically checking my body for needle marks.
The doctor grabs both my arms gently and holds them still so that I can see that both are clear of track marks.
“Though Sono-d can be taken orally or administered using a syringe, you have no needle marks on you. You are not an addict. I ran a full tox screen on you, and Sono-d is the only substance we found in your blood system.”
I blow out a shaky breath, squeezing my hands into fists when the doctor lets me go, wishing one of them would just dumb everything down for a second and explain things to me like I was five.
It hurts more the harder I try to remember.
“Someone, please tell me what’s going on. What happened to me?”
The doctor and detective stare at each other for a moment before Nathan sighs and reaches for my hand.
“You were drugged before being dumped in a shallow grave at Highgrove Park. The agents that were here before, plus all the local police, are looking for the person who did this to you.”
“What?” I choke out, feeling violated.
My eyes shoot to the doctor’s.
“Was I raped?” I whisper.
“We did a rape kit while you were unconscious, and we found no signs of penetration and no bruising or tearing either. We also tested for STDs just in case, and everything that’s come back so far is negative.”
My breathing picks up as my fear starts to take hold.
She leans closer. “I know it’s terrifying not knowing, but in my professional opinion, you were not raped.”
Nodding, I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down.
“You were fully clothed when I found you, and if it helps, it’s not our guy’s MO. None of his previous victims were raped or showed any signs of sexual abuse,” Nathan adds.
Knowing his words are meant to give me comfort, I can’t help but freeze, focusing on what he actually said.
This wasn’t an isolated incident.
“There are other victims? Are they okay? Do they know who did this?”
