“Adrien,” she said through the screen, “if you’re seeing this, someone inside the house has already made a move against our children.”
My arms instinctively tightened around Nora.
On the rug, Miles had finally fallen asleep against one nanny’s shoulder. Theo rested quietly in another nanny’s arms, occasionally hiccuping.
The neurologist and Dr. Gable exchanged a look.
They were intelligent men.
They also understood that whatever was unfolding before them had gone far beyond anything medical.
“Doctors,” I said without taking my eyes from the screen.
Dr. Gable straightened.
“Yes?”
“You witnessed nothing beyond three healthy babies reacting badly to an unauthorized electronic device.”
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