"Sam, what do you mean, what problem?" Scissera demanded. There was a command in her tone that made it clear that however angry she was at her, she was still concerned for her mother.
"Your mother's been poisoned."
"Well, not to sound insensitive, but I almost expected that. He poisoned me too, remember?" She said.
"No, no..he drugged you. He poisoned your mother."
"What did you find?" I cut in.
Sam took a deep breath and looked at us intently. "Aconite."
"Shit." I muttered.
Scissera still looked confused and Sam clarified. "Aconite is another name for wolfsbane. And there's a significant amount of it." The color drained from her face.
"The girls..." She whispered.
"We'll check them out, don't worry, I think they're okay."
"How can you possibly think that?" She cried.
"Okay,
