CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
MINA SLUMPED DEEPER into the chair beside the bed, watching Jack's chest rise and fall. There was a bandage around his abdomen, a dark spot indicating where the blood would soon seep through. She ignored the restraints around his wrists and ankles.
"He's not healing like he should." Bee stood in the doorway, her face scrunched in an expression that could be worry or suspicion.
"He mentioned something," Mina said, not taking her eyes off him. "Maybe it wasn't silver on the blade. Can thyme poison vampires?"
"Thyme?" Seema stood in the hall, just behind Bee.
"It sounded like thigh or tie." Mina scrunched her lips. "But obviously that wasn't it. So thyme?" Bee just shook her head.
"Titan arum?" Seema offered.
"No." Mina's left eyebrow lifted. "What the heck is that
