Adrian looked down at his hands—trembling, frail. He wasn’t a doctor. He had never been one.
Simon Graves was his alter ego, the part of him that had committed the crimes, the part he had tried to lock away.
The whispers in his mind grew softer as realization dawned. He had been both the hunter and the hunted. The therapist and the patient. The killer and the victim.
As the real doctors watched, Adrian let out a deep breath.
And for the first time, the voices stopped.
The game was over.