CLAIRE
After finding Dr. Mitchell's contact information, I called the number. It rang four times before a woman's voice answered, cautious and uncertain.
"Hello?"
"Dr. Mitchell?" I asked. "Dr. Sarah Mitchell?"
"Who's asking?" she replied, her tone immediately guarded.
"My name is Claire Cross," I said. "I'm married to Julian Cross, and I'm calling about a case you worked on eighteen years ago."
Silence on the other end. "Elena Cross," I continued carefully. "You signed her death certificate."
More silence, then a sharp intake of breath. "I can't talk about that," Dr. Mitchell said quickly.
"Please," I said. "We just need a few minutes of your time, we think there's information that wasn't included in the official report."
"I said I can't talk about it," she repeated, her voice fir
