"Paranoid delusions, convinced someone's impersonating your daughter. You're not far from full-blown dementia at this rate."

He gave the guards a look. A moment later one of them was prying my jaw open, trying to force pills down my throat.

Then—like a wire snapping—I grabbed my phone and went live.

I aimed the camera straight at Eustace and Emma, pointed at them both, and said:

"I know exactly what's going on."