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The pills beckoned her like miniature chocolate M&Ms. They had the same dark-brown sheen to them and didn’t look like drugs at all. Maybe because Nathan had handed them over in a brown lunch bag instead of the archetypical little square Ziploc. If they’d been watched by anybody, his weasly behavior would have given them away, with or without the paper bag.
Adi had felt sick with nerves all the way to Nathan’s room. He had assured her again and again that the pills were perfectly safe, but the secrecy and the amount of money changing hands left no doubt in her mind that she had now become complicit in an illegal drug deal.
By the time she got back to her own place, her back was itchy with sweat. She heaved a big sigh of relief when she locked her door behind her. Adi leaned against th
