Chapter 67

Polly and Renata scrambled to soothe the crying baby, but nothing worked.

"What's wrong with him?" Renata fretted. "Why is he crying so hard all of a sudden?"

"Latisha probably scared him. That mute girl brings nothing but trouble every time she's here!" Polly snapped.

Latisha was dragged into a small room. It was fully equipped with medical instruments, originally set up for Renata, but also for Latisha.

History was repeating itself in this very room.

She was forced onto an examination table. A doctor in a mask approached with a syringe. Latisha's eyes widened, fixed on the needle tip glinting under the light. She struggled fiercely.

"If the needle bends, it will only hurt you more," the doctor warned, holding her hand down.