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WHAT’S INSIDE

Grant barely had time to react before Ruth burst into his study.

“You need to come upstairs. Now.”

He had never heard that tone from her.

Not in thirteen years.

Something cold gripped his spine.

When he entered Caleb’s room again, the air felt heavier.

Ruth stood beside the bed, arms crossed tightly.

Marissa was already there.

Of course she was.

“What is this about?” Marissa asked calmly.

Ruth didn’t answer her.

She looked at Grant.

“Feel it.”

Grant hesitated—then placed his hand along the cast.

At first, nothing.

Then—

A shift.

Subtle.

But real.

His blood ran cold.

“That’s not swelling,” Ruth said.

Marissa let out a small, dismissive laugh.

“This is ridiculous.”

But Grant wasn’t listening anymore.

“Get the car,” he said.

Marissa stepped forward. “Grant, don’t overreact—”

“I said get the car.”

Something in his voice made her stop.

At the hospital, everything moved fast.

X-rays.

Scanning.

Confused nurses.

Then—

Silence.

The doctor stared at the screen longer than he should have.

Grant felt his pulse in his throat.

“What is it?” he demanded.

The doctor turned slowly.

“There’s a foreign object inside the cast.”

The room went still.

Caleb squeezed his eyes shut.

“I told you
”

Grant’s world shattered in a single breath.

They cut the cast open.

Carefully.

Slowly.

And what fell out onto the tray made Ruth gasp.

A small, sealed plastic capsule.

Inside it—

A cluster of live biting ants.

Still moving.

Still aggressive.

Still searching for skin.

Grant staggered back.

“No
”

The doctor looked horrified. “This was intentional.”

Grant turned.

Very slowly.

Marissa stood near the wall.

Perfect posture.

Perfect silence.

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But her eyes—

Her eyes gave her away.

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