Chapter 2 - THE CIRCLE OF SUSPICION
I turned my head slowly, my eyes locking onto Vanessa Vale. She was my Vice President of Acquisitions, a woman who had clawed her way to the top of my company with ruthless precision. But she had no business being on the VIP maternity floor.
"Who was in that room?" I demanded, my voice dangerously low.
Dr. Bennett swallowed hard. "Mr. Sloane, only authorized medical staff and your immediate guests. The toxin was likely introduced through her IV drip. We’ve locked down the floor and called the police."
I didn't wait for the police. I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Elias, my head of private security—a former Navy SEAL who trusted no one.
"Elias. Lock down St. Catherine’s. No one leaves the maternity ward. Someone just tried to murder my wife."
As I hung up, Vanessa took a step backward, her designer heels clicking against the linoleum. Her face was a mask of calculated innocence, but her hands were trembling.
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"Mason, I just came to drop off the board's congratulations," she stammered, holding up a useless gift basket.
"You hate children, Vanessa," I said coldly, stepping toward her. "And you knew exactly which suite we were in. Don't move."
