The pharmacist took the pill bottle I slammed onto the counter, turning it over in his hands."Miss, I can't find this batch number anywhere in our system. Where'd you get it?"I replied, "I didn't buy it. Someone in my family gave it to me.""Well, if you're worried, I'd suggest taking it to a hospital pharmacy to get the ingredients tested."As I stared at the bottle, the comments I saw earlier echoed in my head."The blood pressure meds were swapped for poison! Your fingerprints are all over the bottle!"The batch number couldn't be traced, meaning its origin was unknown. And my fingerprints had already been on it since last night.I wrapped the bottle in a tissue and shoved it into my bag.Then I turned around, walked into the chain pharmacy next door, and bought a brand-new bottle of the exact same blood pressure medication.Whether the comments were real or not, I had to keep my grandmother-in-law, Phoebe Reid, safe first.As for this bottle of questionable medicine, I'
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