Chapter 11: Lunchtime Invitations and Unexpected Visitors
(Eliza's POV)
I was completely absorbed in analyzing the poison samples. My eyes burned from staring through the microscope for hours. The molecular structure was unlike anything I'd ever seen before—a sophisticated blend of wolfsbane derivatives with something mysterious I couldn't identify.
My phone buzzed loudly, jolting me from my concentration.
"Mommy, are you okay? It's lunchtime already," Max's worried voice came through.
I glanced at the clock in shock. Noon? How had time slipped away so quickly?
"I'm fine, sweetheart. Just caught up in my work," I assured him, hearing the concern in his little voice. "I'll be back soon for lunch."
"Don't forget to eat something," he reminded me firmly, sounding like a miniatur
