“No, I don’t think so. If I were to guess, I’d say she has food poisoning or ingested another type of poison.” Anna gasps as Nicholas balls his hands into fists and tucks them tightly against his sides.
“No one else is sick.” Anna looks horrified. “We all ate the same thing. I made dinner.”
Nicholas squeezes her shoulders. He would never think anything but the best of Anna.
“Then perhaps something she drank.” The doctor slides the IV into the top of her wrist. “Someone could have slipped something in it.”
Eloise moans quietly as the needle pokes her skin.
“It’s all right, sweetheart. This will keep you hydrated.” Nicholas fights the urge to comfort her.
The doctor looks up at Nicholas. “Do you have any bottled water that hasn’t been opened?”
“Yes.” He moves swiftly to his mini fridg
