Molly tilted her head to the side, hesitating for a moment before reaching for Kelsie's hair.
"You look just like her, Kelsie. But a woman as brilliant as she was would've recognized me the moment I appeared. She was suspicious of everyone. And she was right to be."
"Maybe it's because you were just a child when she died, but you know nothing about survival instincts and you sure as hell didn't inherit any of hers."
Retracting her hand, she reached into her gown's pocket.
Producing a syringe from it, she moved toward the IV fluid.
She injected air into the IV and stepped back to wait, eyes fixed on the EKG machine.
Luca had turned her into many things over the years, but the Langford family prided themselves on two things:
Their vast knowledge in medicine—and their betrayal.
Heart rate: steady.
EKG monitor: normal.
Blood pressure: stable.
The ventilator alarm wasn't going off either.
Most importantly, Kelsie remained the same.
