ne, the silver needles found their marks, sliding int

faint ache as each needle went in. He hadn't let anyone this close to his bo

medicine?" he asked, his

guely, her attention fixed on twisting

By the end, sweat beaded on Faye's

dark herbal paste to his back and legs

he asked, fatigue cr

felt tired-but his legs remained

d. The disappointment in his

he toxin has suppressed your neural pathways for a long tim

e. It's designed not to kill, but to slowly degrade motor

Her words confirmed wh

t have

s, odorless, undetectable by standard toxicology screens. More importantly,

ad done this was not merely malicious-th

black pills. "Take one each day. It will

vial, turning it

ye said, pushing the

left, Julian gr

check on Faye Hayes. Everything. Her time in the country, w

nd. After a moment's hesitation, he tipped

She locked the door and retrieved a compact satelli

man's voice an

eed information on a neurotoxin. Code name: 'Spectre's Touch.' I want all known f

f this was connected

ck came at

the device. She smoothed her dress,

d there. "Miss Hayes, Mr. Sinclair Sr.

clair Sr. Th

not gone unnoticed. The re