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“Let me ask about that,” Reynolds said. “It’s an intricate
compound.”
“Okay.” Amelia started down the hall but he called her
back.
“Give Emily two doses tonight. She’s had a very hard day.”
“She’s fine. She’s not upset,” Amelia objected.
“Give her two, Amelia,” he insisted. “Please. It will make
me feel better.”
“Yes, sir.”
Amelia hurried down stairs but before she went to the
kitchen to make the lunch trays, she slipped into the sitting
room and took her cell phone out of her pocket. She hoped she
wasn’t too late.