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Exactly what I need.

I rub my temple and keep reading.

The words blur slightly.

I blink.

They come back into focus.

For about three seconds.

Then the entire page seems to shift.

“What the…”

I grab the edge of the desk.

A sudden wave of dizziness rolls through me.

That's strange.

I haven't had anything to drink besides coffee today.

And while my breakfast consisted of half a bagel and a questionable banana, I've survived on considerably less.

Maybe I need some fresh air.

Heat prickles beneath my clothes.

I unzip my coat, hoping it helps.

Another pulse of pain strikes behind my eyes.

Harder this time.

“Okay. That's enough investigating for today.”

I put the article back and head toward the bedroom door.

My stomach lurches.

Oh, that's not good.

For a horrifying moment, I think I'm going to throw up all over Torch's spotless floor.

I close my eyes and breathe through my nose.

Bad idea.

The dizziness gets worse.

I open them again.

The hallway seems to tilt.

I reach for the doorframe.

Miss.