Chapter 3 - The Altered Pill
Claire felt the blood drain completely from her face.
She slowly stood up and forced herself to smile politely.
Marcus was standing less than ten feet away, watching them with dark, calculating eyes.
"Is everything alright, ladies?" Marcus asked smoothly.
"Everything is perfect," Claire lied, picking up the empty teacup.
Nicholas looked at his mother with absolute absolute hope in his eyes.
"Thank you, Claire," Nicholas said sincerely.
Claire nodded and hurried out of the bedroom as fast as she could.
Her heart pounded furiously against her ribs as she walked down the long corridor.
She needed to warn Nicholas, but Marcus never left his side.
Claire reached the kitchen and immediately grabbed her purse from the staff locker.
The adrenaline was triggering her severe asthma, making her chest feel tight.
She opened her prescription bottle to take her daily medication.
She tipped the bottle into her palm and froze.
Her pills were supposed to be small and white.
The capsules in her hand were bright yellow.
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Someone had replaced her life-saving medicine with something else.
And they had done it while she was upstairs feeding Evelyn.
