I thought it was just a rash on my husband’s back—until the doctor saw it, turned pale, and whispered, “Don’t go home. Call the police. Now.”

idiot,” she hissed. “You let them bite you?”

“The strap slipped.”

“And Natalie?”

“She knows something.”

Monica opened the case, saw the empty cages, and froze. “Where are the insects?”

Ethan’s voice trembled. “You said you moved them.”

“I moved the infected colony into the guest-room vent. She was supposed to sleep there after the anniversary wine.”

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