Something in both girls loosened at that.

Livia began, silently, to cry — no sound, just tears sliding down a too-pale face.

Junia didn’t cry.

She only gripped the edge of the counter with one hand and stared at the sealed envelope on it, as though she were guarding it, as though she had carried it a very long way and was not going to stop guarding it now just because a grown-up had finally taken over.

Chapter 6 — The Name on the Record

While the ambulance was still coming, Cordell entered the faded pharmacy code printed along the barrel of the syringe into the station computer, because it was there and because something in him needed to know.