She hands the vial to me. “Be very careful with this. It’ll destroy any liquid, including the drug. Unfortunately, it’s extremely volatile. Don’t let it come in contact with broken skin. It’ll burn up your blood as easily as it’ll destroy the cure.” “Are you sure I should be the one handling this?” “Would you prefer to burn the paper copies of their research or help Cal establish access to their digital files?” Keating asks, but she doesn’t give me time to answer. “You’ve earned the right to destroy the thing that has taken so much from you.”
