Chapter 326 - Hillary Is A Demoness

Jake made all the necessary preparations at the hospital. He was hell bent on carrying out his plan to the fullest. He had called he medical director of the hospital and as the hospital's biggest benefactor everything was made ready in a short period of time, everything except a trusted medical doctor. He had tried reaching their family doctor but he was informed that the man was in surgery and would only be done in two hours. That was too long, Jake couldn't wait that long, he had to look for another alternative and fortunately, he remembered Lair.

He had seen him work there and as Jade's friend he believed he could trust him. Jake told all about what had happened and also about the possible attack on his grandfather and his plan to capture whoever it was, because that was very crucial in his plan to expose Hillary. Jake also told him about the drug he had been given and Lair was surprised. He couldn't believe someone would be that cruel to do that to an old man. He had seen cases of people with bulimia (A serious eating disorder marked by bingeing, followed by methods to avoid weight gain) using the drug to induce vomiting but he wondered why someone would give that to an old man. That person was cruel, he thought to himself.

"How long has he been sick?" Lair asked over the phone.

"Over two years" Jake replied.

"And for this period of time it wasn't noticed that has been consuming these drug?" Lair asked again.

"No"

"That was strange" Lair thought out loud. He looked at the grumpy old man who was lying on a bed by his side after retching his guts out, with how frail and thin from the way he was retching he could tell something was wrong with him. So was it possible for two whole years nobody suspected anything like him consuming a drug like ipecac.

Jake who had heard his comments asked, "How do you mean it's strange?"

Lair looked at the man's vitals displaying on the monitors and also at the man.

"I have to confirm a few things, I'll call you back." Lair said before hanging up making Jake to furrow his brows. What was wrong? He asked himself.

Lair turned to grandfather and smilingly said, "Grandfather I know things are a bit hard for you right now but can you answer a few of my questions?"

Grandfather pouted his lips and gave a full look, "I'll answer you just because you look nice and only if you promised me no needles." Grandfather Beau tried to negotiate. He hated the idea of coming to the hospital, but that wicked grandson of his bullied and threatened him into going there. How he hated needles. Even at his old age he was petrified by them.

Lair was amused by his attitude, "I can only promise you no multiple needles. I'll set up a line and that should serve all the purpose of administering drugs to you." Lair politely replied, but grandfather Beau wasn't satisfied. He didn't even want half a needle or one but he knew he had to compromise lest Jake's comes here and make his life a living hell.

"Fine." He gruffed making Lair smile.

"Have you been taking any anti-emetic drug?" Lair asked while the old man nodded.

"Doctor Thomas prescribed it to me, and I've been taking them regularly."

"But does it help?" Lair asked again.

"Sometimes it does, but other times it doesn't but he'd ask me to increase the dose or he'd change it to something better." Lair nodded his head in understanding when he heard what the old man said.

Lair asked him a few questions before the old man started puking again. Lair took a sample of it as well as his urine for some laboratory analysis.

Lair was certain something was amidst and he could smell foul play. Conditions caused by intake of certain drugs are not resolved until those drugs are discontinued. Those secondary conditions can be treated while the patient are placed on a less harmful regimen to treat the underlying disease. So Lair knew that there was no way the old man's health would have improved or remained stationary without the cause of the problem being detected.

A persistent and unimproving case like this would have raised brows and whoever his physician was, he/she must have carried out series of test on him and if they did his urine should have should a persistent level ipecac alkaloids and certain levels of ipecac metabolites (emetine/cephaeline) should have been detected in his vomit.

Soon the result of the test came out and Lair was shocked to see the results. He had two questions on his mind.

One, how the hell was the old man still alive and two, how does this kind of result go unnoticed?

Lair called Jake and informed about his findings.

"So what are you trying to say?" Jake asked. He was sure he understood what Lair was trying to say but he didn't want to accept it.

"You Know what I'm trying to say. Whoever is trying to kill your grandfather has someone working for him here. That's the only way such a thing could have played out for this long." Lair said.

Jake was horrified to hear what Lair had just said and it made a lot of sense to him. So Hillary had someone working for her at the hospital? How was that even possible? She planted someone in their home and also in the hospital?

That woman was a demon!

But the problem who was this person?

Jake now understood what she meant by he was going to die at the hospital. She had someone there.

Jake couldn't help but burst out a round of cynical laughter. "That evil bitch. She's really a demoness." He couldn't believe she'd go as far as planting people around him.

"What do we do now?" Lair asked, he was now very much interested in this case.

"We wait." Jake replied. He was sure Hillary was going to use whoever she has planted at the hospital. Whoever that person was he/she wasn't going to get away from him, not on this life.

Hillary and all her cohorts were all going to perish.