Eryx pov
Lincoln’s voice cut through the noise in my head carefully, the way it always got when he was trying not to provoke me.
“It’s not possible,” he said. “Not in this place. Not with the security we have. If something happened to Rachael, it could be… ugh man. Something wrong that no one caught. If someone managed to poison Rachael? Imagine the bigger plan.”
I turned to him slowly.
The urge to snarl sat heavy at the back of my throat, vibrating under my skin. I forced it down, forced my hands to unclench.
“The doctor wouldn’t lie,” I said, each word slowly and angrily. “He said poison. Clear signs of it. That’s not something you confuse with a reaction.”
Lincoln opened his mouth, then closed it again.
My chest burned as I continued, the truth scraping its way out of me. “Someon
