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Lucas, confused but trusting, had taken the pill she gave him.
Fifteen minutes later, he vomited and nearly fainted.
That’s when the anger crystallized into something sharper. I thanked the officers and left immediately.
Not to the hospital.
First—to Brian’s office
I walked into the sleek financial firm where he worked, straight past reception. I didn’t care about protocol. I walked into his glass-walled office and slammed the door shut.
He looked up, surprised.
“Hannah? What are you—?”
“You said Stephanie was out of the picture.”
He blinked.
“No,” I hissed, pulling up the photo of Stephanie’s face from the footage on my phone. “She was at Lucas’s school this morning. She gave him something. He’s in the hospital.”
He stood slowly. “Wait—what?”
“You said she had no contact. No custody. No rights. But she knew where our son was, what class he was in, and had enough confidence to walk right in and give him medication. How?”
Brian sat down hard in his chair. “I didn’t think she’d actually—”
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