Chapter FiveStepping back from the table, Jenny rubbed her chin, lost in thought. Charley looked up, his big brown eyes seeming to plead with her, begging her to stop his pain. Jenny had run her hands across his distended belly, pulled back his lips and observed how pale his gums were. The signs suggested a form of poisoning, but without a full medical examination she couldn't be sure. She went over to the sink and washed her hands vigorously under the tap. “There's not much we can do, I'm afraid,” she said, taking a nearby towel to dry herself. “If it's poison we're going to have wait and see. It might work its way through his system naturally, if you understand my meaning…but then, you can never be sure. Has he eaten anything unusual that you know of?” As she turned, putting the towel ba
