I walked over to a drawer and took out a syringe. “Oh, what’s that? Truth serum? A torturous liquid that will slowly burn him from the inside out? Poison that only we have the antidote to?” Quinton asked gleefully. I shot him a droll look as I injected Dev and then stepped away. “A little bit of adrenalin, just to get him focused and aware.” “Aw, bummer. But I guess it’ll do,” Quinton said.
