Xander
The vial hit the desk harder than I meant it to.
It didn’t break, but the sound still cracked through the room.
Raleigh.
The image of her thrashing on that bed refused to leave my head. I had given her Cortisol-X before leaving for the meeting. Stable on its own. Controlled.
I had left instructions for them to monitor her. Nothing more.
They gave her Lumetrin anyway.
A liquid sedative. Strong on its own—but not with what was already in her system.
Together, it was too much. Far more than she should have received.
I clenched my jaw.
One decision from me. One reckless decision from them. And now everything was delayed because two trained Gammas had forgotten how to follow orders.
I exhaled slowly through my nose and forced my hands to stay still on the edge of the desk.
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