Lizzie's POV
I hadn't been feeling good since before I found out I was pregnant but when I woke this morning I had to run to the bathroom to puke. Daniel yelled out to see if I was okay but I couldn't do anything but groan. All I could think was that I wish he could hold my hair back, or I wish I could talk to my mom. I cleaned myself up and came back to bed just in time for the nurse to come in and administer Daniels medicine. She stuck the needle in his vein and injected the fluid, once she pulled it out she once again put the lid on the needle and put the trash and the needle back in her pocket: Oh Mary I brought a trash can in here so you dont have to keep putting the trash into your pocket, that cant be safe can it? Mary's lips parted as she stared at me dumbfounded, she turned without saying a word and left. I was taken back by her response and wanted to talk to Daniel about it but he was already asleep after his meds were injected. That not normal I got up and cracked the door to see her talking with another of Daniels nurses as they whispered and Marry nodded towards the door, the other nurse turned to see me and grabbed Mary's arm pulling her further away from the room That really wasn't normal I waited till Daniel woke up to ask him about Mary: Daniel, how long have you known your nurses?
"Uh, well I guess for a little over 3 years now"
"What? I thought you didn't get sick till about a year ago?" Something didnt add up and I was trying to figure out what.
"I didn't but they were my fathers nurses when he past and they did such a good job, Julia thought it would be a good idea to bring them back for me"
"Daniel that doesn't sound right, I mean that alone is fine but after today, I don't know" I told him what had happened and he agreed that it was odd. He agreed we should watch them just to be on the safe side.
Over the next few weeks I watched them as much as I could, I eaves dropped, I followed them in the house as inconspicuously as possible and I finally was able to see where they kept his medication, it was a small storage closet in a small medicine cabinet with a lock on it. I also was with Daniel every single time his meds were administered, I started talking to the nurses every single time they came in to get them to relax and if finally worked, without thinking, one of them threw the bottle and other trash into the garbage can and left the room, I knew that I only had a few moments before they realized their error, I ran to the can as quickly as I could and pulled out my phone to snap a photo before tossing it back in and running to the chair and lifting a book to my eyes. Within seconds of opening my book, the nurse returned to extract the bottle, her head snapped to me and Daniel as she returned Yeah bitch, you fucked up. She grabbed the entire garbage can and brought it out of the room so the mistake couldn't be repeated.
Once she left I googled the medication in the picture, it was Amiodarone 300 Mg IV What the hell is this? My eyes narrowed at the picture before looking at Daniel questioningly: Do you have a heart arrhythmia? He pulled his back looking surprised before answering: Absolutely not and I can say that with 100% certainty because I've had to do multiple health evaluations after my father died, the board of directors wanted to make sure I was fit to take possession of my fathers company, I was assured by at least 3 Dr.'s that my heart was in perfect shape, and that was over he course of a few months as well.
"Daniel it says that this medication can cause medically induced Myopathy" He looked at me confused "Muscle weakness, it also can cause Anorexia as well as a boat load of other things" His eyes widened and I was able to see his chest rise and fall as his face began showing the betrayal he was surely feeling, I tried to hold his hand but he pulled it from me shaking his head. The realization that not only was he being poisoned but it means his father had most likely been poisoned as well.
"We need to call the police" I grabbed my phone but Daniel reached out and stopped me: Lizzie, The Whitney Group is a huge conglomerate, if I were to die without an heir, there is a group of people my father hand selected that would be in charge of it, essentially it would become theirs. We dont know who's doing this to me.
"Oh really, so Julia hires the very nurses that most likely poisoned your father and then hired the same nurses to inject you with this medication and you dont think its her? Daniel we need to call the police" He grabbed the phone from my hands and lifted his hand to ask for a moment before I could yell at him: We dont know for sure if its her and truthfully it doesnt matter whether its her or someone else in the company, The Whitney Group owns this city and even some of the surrounding areas... Lizzie our hands are in everyone's pockets. My eyes widened in shock and he shook his head as if I misunderstood and continued: No its not like that, my father wasnt doing anything illegal, he was creating an empire and he did it successfully, I guess… until it killed him. We cant go to the police because it will alert whoever is responsible.
"Then what do we do Daniel, we cant just let them keep poisoning you we cant just let them kill you" I said frantically as tears started pricking my eyes but he grabbed my forearm's to calm me, he looked in my eyes till I could gained my composure: We will need to find a way to switch out the medication with saline or something and give me time to regain my strength if it isn't too late that it. He said as his line of sight went past me as he tried processing what this could mean for his future.