Garner Best — Basic Instinct Dr Beth

Beth didn’t blink. “I was her therapist, Nick. She stole it from my office months ago. You knew that.”

“That’s not what her file says.”

“That’s not—”

“Did I?” He studied her. “Or did you give it to her? As a suggestion?”

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.” basic instinct dr beth garner

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

“You said you wanted to talk about the case,” he began. “Not about me.” Beth didn’t blink

“Did she?”