Chapter 5 - The Small Amber Vial Reveals A Sinister Truth
Detective Ruiz carefully slipped a latex glove over her right hand before taking the amber vial from Preston’s open palm.
She held the small glass bottle up to the fluorescent light, inspecting the faint, sticky residue clinging to the inner rim.
“Where did you find this, Mr. Marchetti?” Ruiz asked, her tone entirely devoid of warmth or professional courtesy.
“I found it on the kitchen island right after Madeline collapsed; I picked it up to protect our family from gossip,” Preston lied weakly.
“You didn't call poison control, and you didn't mention it to the paramedics when they rushed my wife into the ambulance,” Ruiz noted.
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“I panicked! Everything happened so fast, and I didn't know what it was,” Preston stammered, his polished composure crumbling.
Madeline closed her eyes as the horrifying reality settled over her: the man she had trusted with her life had tried to erase her.
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