Chapter 72 The Attack

Kendra’s breath hitched, her pulse drumming violently in her ears as she crouched behind her seat, her hands gripping the edge of the table. Had she truly heard what she thought she did? Camille was poisoning her father? Dr. Evans was faking his cancer results?
Her stomach twisted in rage and horror. She wanted to leap over the table, to throw Camille to the ground and force the truth out of her, to tear that smug expression off her face. But she forced herself to remain still, biting down on her lip so hard it almost bled. She had to think. She had to get out of here before they realized she was listening.
“He will be dead soon,” Camille said. The intensity in her voice caused a sharp gasp to escape from Kendra’s lips before she could stop it.