Chapter 1 - The House That No Longer Felt SafeReturning home the morning after the attack felt like walking into a crime scene no one had bothered to mark.
Sunlight poured through the windows, warm and innocent, yet Leah moved through the house as though danger might emerge from every shadow. Her pregnant body was exhausted, but fear had sharpened every sense. The nursery, once a place of anticipation, now felt like a warning.
David stood in the kitchen and stared at everything his mother might have touched.
One by one, he emptied the cabinets.
Tea. Spices. Sugar. Jars. Containers.
Anything that could have been contaminated went into black garbage bags. He didn't care about the cost. He cared about keeping Leah and their unborn child alive.
The crash of glass against the dumpster sounded almost therapeutic.
But when David returned inside, he understood something terrifying.
Throwing away the poison couldn't erase the person who had brought it into their home.
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His mother was still out there.
And she wasn't finished.
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