Chapter106: Simmer Down

*Rose* “Drugged?” I repeat Tristan’s word out loud, mostly to myself. It makes sense, considering how awful Mark looks, but I’m worried. After all, the chef was drugged—poisoned—and she died. “Is he going to be okay?” I ask. “Probably,” Eli assures me, his hand on my shoulder. “It’s probably some kind of a roofie, something that was meant to make him sleep so she could set it up like they were having sex.” “But, I have to wonder, the way that Barbara was all worked up, maybe she was supposed to give him something else, too,” Reece says. I look at him in surprise. “Like what?” I ask. “Like some kind of aphrodisiac,” Tristan responds for Reece. “Maybe she accidentally gave it to herself.” He chuckles under his breath. “Goes to show that even the best-laid plans don’t always result in anyone getting laid.” I turn and look at him, raising an eyebrow, but I don’t say anything. How can he be joking at a time like this? “I’ve summoned Dr. Pendergan,” Shelby announces, running a few steps to k