Chapter 221
Dafa's voice on the phone was enough to slightly reassure me. I took the vial from my bag, carefully placing it on the desk. Mr. Stone immediately reached for it, examining it with a practiced eye.
"This is it?" he asked, his tone skeptical. "This is the key to everything?"
"It's a genetically engineered strain of Monkshood poison," I said. "More potent and harder to detect. It's what's making the children sick."
"And you have proof?" Mr. Stone pressed.
Sarah stepped forward, handing him a USB drive. "All our research, analysis, and notes are on there. We've identified the specific genetic markers."
Mr. Stone plugged the drive into his computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he reviewed the data. His expression remained impassive, giving nothing away.
"This is... substantial," he admitted finally. "But it's not enough. We need to know who is behind this. Who is manufacturing the poison and distributing it?"
