“If I tampered with your drink, trust me, you wouldn’t be able to tell.” The threat hangs between us, like the eye of a hurricane. “Might want to be careful with your words, Brahms.” “You might want to not be so paranoid, Dutch. It was a joke.” It was not a joke. If I’m getting their coffee every day, then you bet I’m going to slip a laxative in Dutch’s.
