Inside the jacket
I was a disgrace to the entire journalism profession. They said I chased "thrills," which meant I starred in adult films and fell into a crippling drug habit.
Dr. Julian Vance, the chief forensic scientist and my ex-husband, was the one who despised me. He threw me out of our home, accusing me of selling my skin for a quick buck.
Later, I vanished completely, just as he wanted.
It wasn't until five years later that Julian received a call from the police department, asking him to pick up an abandoned child.
