Cora
I gripped the steering wheel tightly. The city lights blurred into streaks as I sped through the streets, heart hammering like it was trying to escape my chest.
Kingston had collapsed.
He had been poisoned, I was sure of it. One moment he had been taking a celebratory sip and the next he had been collapsing to the floor.
His tall, strong body had gone senseless and limp before my own eyes, falling to the ground. I still couldn’t believe it as it played over and over in my head. It couldn’t be real.
The hospital loomed ahead, a sterile gray monolith against the overcast night. I barely threw my car into park before I was out and sprinting across the lot, puddles soaking through my shoes instantly. My breath caught in my throat as I rushed toward the brightly lit entrance, m
