Chapter 2: The Question He Should Never Have Known to Ask
PART 2 ⬇️
My hand tightened around the phone.
Detective Collins gave me a single nod.
"She's fine," I said.
"They're still running tests."
A pause on the line.
Then: "Good.
That's good.
I've been worried sick."
He didn't sound worried.
He sounded careful.
"Michael," I said slowly, "why would you ask about the second injector?"
Another pause.
Longer this time.
"You mentioned once that you always carried two.
I just thought…
if they only found one, maybe it rolled under something."
Detective Collins was already writing in her notepad.
I looked at Lily.
She was watching me with eyes that were far too steady for an eight-year-old who had almost stopped breathing three hours ago.
"Come to the hospital," I said.
"Lily wants to see you."
"Of course.
I'll leave now."
The call ended.
Detective Collins set down her pen.
"He knew exactly how many injectors you carried.
He knew one was missing.
And he didn't ask how Lily was doing first."
She was right.
His first question hadn't been *is she okay.*
It had been about the injector.
Then my phone buzzed with a text.
Unknown number.
Three words:
*Don't trust Daniel.*
Lily had received it.
On her smartwatch.
Someone had sent that message to my daughter while she lay in a hospital bed.
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What Daniel found on that watch — and who sent that message — changes everything.
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