Chapter 10 - Waking Up To Face Absolute Reality
By 10:00 a.m., the neutralizing antidote had completely cleared the toxic glycosides from Jason’s neurological pathways, allowing him to regain full consciousness.
I walked into his private ICU room alone, the soft hum of the oxygen machine filling the quiet space as his eyes slowly fluttered open.
He blinked heavily against the morning sunlight streaming through the window, his gaze searching the room until it landed on my face.
“Sarah...?” Jason whispered weakly, his throat dry and scratchy from the oxygen mask that had been removed minutes prior.
“What... what happened? Where is Emily? I was at her apartment... and then my chest felt like it was exploding.”
I stood at the foot of his hospital bed, resting my hands against the cold stainless-steel railing as I looked down at his pale, defeated face.
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“Emily slipped fifty milligrams of purified Digoxin into your drink, Jason,” I informed him with absolute, unvarnished precision.
“She tried to murder you so you wouldn't expose Uncle Arthur’s fraudulent clinical trials to the Federal Drug Administration.”
