Tony was watching through the window while Natasha was upstairs in her room laying down. Nadia’s phone rang as soon they walked in the door and she motioned to the others to go into the den, with Tony leading the way. She pushed the speaker button when she answered the phone.
“Hello, Katie. What did you find out?”
“Natasha wasn’t stung by a bee unless the bee ingested Apenadrylophene for lunch. We need to get X-rays of her arm and see if we can determine where the injection site is. Unless she’s bathed or showered there may some trace evidence at the site. Can you bring her in now?”
“Yes, we can. Battle, Tyson, and Tiffany are with us. How long do we have before the drug breaks down and can’t be detected?”
“We’ve got about a four-hour window from the time she was injected to get any testable residue. Don’t delay.”
“We won’t, but we’ve got to talk to Tony and Natasha to get a fix on the time it took for the events to unfold so we can start searching for our boys.”
“I understand and I know you’ll find them, but we really need to get her in here, soon.”
“Within the hour. Thanks,” and she ended the call.
“We have to talk fast so we can get Natasha into the lab for X-rays. As you heard, Katie found Apenadrylophene in her blood sample, which means, she was injected with it and what she thought was a bee sting was actually a needle prick,” Nadia said, pacing the floor.
Battle watched her for a moment. “Swatere, sit down and breathe. We’ve got this.”
“What? What have you got?” Nadia shrilled, still pacing.
“You take Natasha into the lab, we’ll talk to Tony and while you’re with Natasha, you can question her about what she saw and if she remembers anyone close enough to her that might have been a threat,” Tiffany said.
Tony stood in the middle of the room running his fingers through his hair absentmindedly. He was frazzled and it showed. “Yeah, go ahead and take her in. I’ll do my best to remember what happened before I got back to her.”
Looking frantically, at everyone in the room, Nadia sighed, turned and left to get Natasha.
“Okay Tony, we need you to think. Do you remember anyone standing next to you and Natasha before you left to get the car?” Battle asked.
Tyson had pulled out a notepad while Tiffany turned on her tablet, ready to type.
He shrugged. “No, I don’t think so. I was too busy watching the boys play.”
“Not good enough!” Battle growled through clenched teeth, getting in Tony’s face. “When I said think, I mean think. Close your eyes for a minute, and allow yourself to go back to that disco fence. You had to see someone when you turned to leave. Think man!”
[From Chapter Five–first four chapters are free samples on Amazon]