Chapter 2: What Was in the Juice Box
Part 2 ⬇️
My hands wouldn't stop shaking.
A second injector.
Michael knew there was a second one.
But I had never told anyone.
Not the doctors.
Not Daniel.
Not even my own mother.
I stared at the phone in my hand and didn't answer.
Detective Collins was already beside me.
He had heard every word.
"Don't hang up," he said quietly.
"Keep him talking."
I pressed the phone back to my ear.
"How did you know about the second injector, Michael?"
Silence.
Then: "Evelyn mentioned it.
Before everything happened."
"Evelyn was already in handcuffs when you called."
Another silence.
Longer this time.
Then he said something that made my knees give out.
"Just drop it.
You don't know what Lily's money was supposed to fix."
Detective Collins took the phone from my hand.
I turned back to Lily's room.
She was sitting up in the hospital bed, her small fingers wrapped around my sleeve, her eyes watching the door.
"Mommy," she whispered.
"Uncle Michael was here earlier.
Before Grandma.
He gave me a juice box."
The room went cold.
I looked at the IV line running into her arm.
And then I ran for the nurse.
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What was in that juice box — and how far back does this go?
The full truth is darker than anyone expected.
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