I read the headline three times.
Each time it says the same thing.
Dr. Felix Maddox. Body found. Lincoln Park.
I put the phone down on the counter and I look at it the way you look at something you want to be wrong about. Dominic reads my face before he reads the screen. He turns the phone toward himself and I watch him go through the same process I just did. Reading it. Absorbing it. Arriving at the same place.
He straightens up slowly.
"He was the only person inside the clinic who could confirm how the sample error was arranged," I say.
"Yes."
"Someone knew we'd eventually get to him."
"Yes."
"Which means someone has been tracking how close we're getting." I look at him. "Declan."
Dominic's jaw tightens. "Declan knew our next logical step was the clinic's internal staff. I told
