‘Bloody lucky Bob was spending the night here,’ said Blair. Jennifer stood mutely beside him, her arms wrapped around herself, still in shock. Mac had acted swiftly, Carmel had given Rudi CPR, and Rosie had called the chopper pilot out of the restaurant and alerted Headland Hospital. What was puzzling everyone was what had happened to Rudi. ‘Do you want a drink? Stay here?’ asked Blair. ‘I’m on duty. Can I help?’ He sounded concerned but a bit helpless. Jennifer shook her head. ‘Thanks. I’d better get back to see Mac and the others. Try to find out what happened.’ ‘Heart, maybe. You won’t know till the hospital sees him.’ ‘Mac said he was healthy as a horse. He thinks something happened in the lab. The smell was like gas, rotten eggs.’ ‘You shouldn’t expose yourself, then. Be careful. What was he studying again?’ asked Blair, suddenly interested. ‘Toxins, poisons. Substances in some marine plants are deadly. Like stone fish, blue-ringed octopus and cone shells.
