“I’d been staying at the studio the past few days,” Briony recalled. “It was around then that I started feeling weak and unwell.”
“But haven’t you stayed at the studio overnight plenty of times before? You never felt sick then, did you?”
Suddenly, Briony remembered the day Lauren had brought Irwin to see her at the studio. Now that she thought about it, Irwin had seemed a little off.
Could it have been him...?
James pressed, “Who are you talking about?”
Briony’s expression changed. “Hand me my phone.”
James quickly passed it to her. Briony dialed Hannah.
Hannah picked up almost right away. “Briony?”
“Hannah, I need you to go to my office and the break room. Look very carefully and see if there’s anything unusual—like some kind of energy stone or mineral.”
“What?” Hannah was startled. “Energy stone? Aren’t those radioactive or something?”
“Exactly. Just check for anything strange, will you?”
“Okay, but what am I even looking for?”
“I’m not sure,” Briony said, her tone grave. “It’s just a hunch. I can’t say for sure there’s anything there, but I want you to double-check for me.”
“All right, I’ll look now.”
“Let me know either way, okay?”
“Of course.”
After she ended the call, Briony stared at her phone, her expression heavy with concern.
…
Northborough, Wentworth & Associates.
There was a knock at the door.
“Come in.”
Carl entered, quietly closing the door behind him. “Mr. Wentworth, our people have arrived in Silveridge.”
Stewart didn’t look up, his dark eyes fixed on the papers in his hands behind his glasses. “Go on.”
“Ms. Kensington was rushed to the hospital straight from the airport. The doctors say she’s at risk of miscarriage.”
Stewart paused, then looked up. The cold gleam on his glasses was unmistakable. “What’s her condition now?”
“The baby’s stable for now, but Mrs. Kensington’s abdominal pain seemed unusual. The hospital suspects she’s been exposed to something highly radioactive. Thankfully, they caught it early. The baby is all right, but Mrs. Kensington is weak and needs to stay in the hospital for observation.”
Stewart removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, brow furrowed. “Assign two more people to keep watch.”
“Yes, sir.” Carl hesitated, then asked, “About the Lockwood family dinner tonight—are we still going?”
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