Chapter 77

Dr. Maddox was about to toss out a few more compliments, but one look from Eira had him shutting up and turning obediently to face the screen. On the monitor, a doctor all bundled up in protective gear casually slipped a small pouch of herbs into a batch meant for packaging-she even added a couple pinches of safflower. "Absolutely vicious," Dr. Maddox cursed under his breath. Eira kept her eyes on the figure and asked, "Any of you recognize who this is?" The group of doctors standing nearby exchanged awkward glances. The person on the screen had covered up thoroughly-even altered their body shape. No one could tell for sure and could only shake their heads in silence. Just then, a soft but clear voice piped up. "I think... that looks like Dr. Larson," said the young nurse quietly, regret thick in her tone. "She's been gossiping to me a lot about you lately, Ms. Johnson. Got me thinking poorly of you." Eira gave her a quick glance-teary-eyed, clearly upset-and narrowed her gaze. "You su