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“Have you slept?”

“I’m fine. There was no way I was leaving you. Although we really have to stop meeting like this.” He leaned forward to give her a light kiss.

“At least this time I remember you.”

“Don’t joke. That was awful, Juls.” Grant caressed her cheek.

“Yes, it was. And it was all a result of Lydia. How did she get out of jail?”

Grant heaved a sigh as he eased into the chair next to her bed, his hand still tight around hers. “She’s remarried.”

Julia’s eyes went wide. “Who married her?”

“Alexander Knight.”

Julia sighed, letting her head fall back against the bed. “You’re kidding. He’s been in with her this entire time. But how did he pull this off?”

“Bribed a judge, most likely.”

“And she’s been making more threats?”

Grant leaned forward, staring down at their clasped hands. “It’s nothing for you to worry about, Juls. I’m handling it.”

She shifted in the bed, ready to argue when Kyle peered into the room. “Still up?”

“Yes. Trying to convince your father to get some sleep.”

“Forget it. You can’t convince either of us to leave you alone while you’re not quite out of the woods.”

Grant’s cell phone rang, and he glanced at it before he shook his head.

“Take it if you need to.”

He shook his head. “No, it’s fine.”

“Grant, it’s fine,” Julia attempted reassurance, yet the heaviness in Grant’s gaze hinted at storms on the horizon, unspoken threats that lingered like shadows waiting to engulf them. “Kyle’s here. I won’t be alone.”

“Yeah,” Kyle said as he shuffled inside, “I’ll be here.”

“Did you find something?” Grant asked, ignoring the conversation.

“The toothpaste tested positive. So, we have our medium.”

Julia heaved a sigh as she shook her head. “Who knew brushing your teeth could be deadly?”

“In your case, it nearly was. Thankfully, it wasn’t,” Kyle said as Grant’s phone rang again.

“Grant, if you need to take that, it’s fine. I’m probably going to fall asleep.”

“And when you do, then I’ll take it.”

She heaved a sigh as she shook her head at him. “All right, I’ll go to sleep.”

She settled back in the pillow, pulling the covers up higher around her. Despite the barrage of information and the crazy story about her poisoning, her exhaustion pulled her into sleep faster than she expected.

She awoke to hushed, but heated voices. Grant and Kyle sniped at each other from either side of her bed.

She shifted, her brow furrowing. “What’s going on?”