CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

By the time we reach the Director’s office, the clouds have burst, drenching us completely. That doesn’t stop me, however.

As I run through the carpeted hallway, the silence is eerie, not a soul in sight.

On reaching the Director’s door, Jesse lifts his hand to knock, but I push away his hand, throwing the door open.

“Taylor-“

However, I’m not listening as I barge in and come to a screeching halt.

I was right.

And I’m too late.

The Director is sprawled on the ground, a broken cup of tea next to her desk. It’s obvious she was trying to get to the phone.

“Get help!” I shout at Quill.

“The nurs-“

“No!” There is someone who knows about poison, who I’m sure would know whatever the Director was given. It’s a risk but I’m willing to take it. “Quill, get Dr. Brown! Jesse, you get the closest nurse and sound the alarm. The Director has been poisoned.”

Jesse is out the door but I stop Quill, “Before you get her, there’s a purplish flower, growing right outside the office, near the st