Chapter 16 - Securing The Twins In A Safe Medical Facility
By midnight, a convoy of unmarked armored medical transport vehicles arrived at the Connecticut estate gates. Marcus and Mason were carefully loaded onto specialized gurneys equipped with clean, independent oxygen and IV filters.
I rode in the lead transport vehicle alongside the boys, holding their small, feverish hands as we drove toward Boston. A specialized pediatric toxicology team at Massachusetts General Hospital was standing by for our emergency arrival.
Nathan followed closely behind in his armored bulletproof SUV, flanked by a dozen loyal security operatives. The tainted ventilation system at the mansion had been completely ripped out, dismantled, and incinerated by dawn.
As the hospital doors slid open in Boston, expert specialists rushed the twins into secure decontamination units. Blood tests confirmed the exact neurotoxin levels detailed in my lab report, verifying every single suspicion I had raised.
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Over the next week, specialized chelation therapy began flushing the deadly heavy metals from the twins' small bodies. Color slowly returned to their pale cheeks, and for the first time in eight months, they slept without pain.
Nathan spent every waking hour sitting by their hospital beds, finally acting like the protective father he was born to be.
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