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Nick’s hand curled around the armrest. “You knew her. In grad school. Before she started killing people.”

“You canceled our last two sessions.” She leaned forward, the silk of her blouse catching the lamplight. “You’re not here for insight. You’re here because you want me to tell you she’s guilty, so you can stop wanting her.” basic instinct dr beth garner

“One more thing,” he said. “The ice pick in Roxy’s apartment. It had your prints on it.” Nick’s hand curled around the armrest

Beth smiled. It was the same smile she’d used in her testimony: patient, clinical, just shy of pity. “Nick, you’ve been chasing Catherine Tramell for three years. You’ve watched her lie, seduce, manipulate. And now you’re sleeping with her.” Before she started killing people

Beth turned. For the first time, something raw bled through the composure. “She asked me what I’d do if no one ever knew. If consequence didn’t exist.” A pause. “I told her I’d still be myself.”