The Last Client

Three clients. Three stories. One grey car. I'm a forensic psychologist and I've been seeing them for over a year — a detective who thinks he's being followed, an attorney who can't sleep without a light on, an accountant who found something in a spreadsheet he can't put down. None of them know about each other. All three of them hired me for the same reason. When the accountant disappears, my license becomes evidence. I break privilege to testify. If I'm right, the three of them together are the only alibi that works, and the man following them is the one who taught me the job.