Chapter 37
I COULDN’T WAIT AND find out. Instead, I reached for the syringe Dr. Colter had dropped, not quite managing to grab it but still sending it skidding across the floor in her general direction.
“You want the stimulant?” she asked. Her pupils were dilated, her breathing far too rapid. She wasn’t coping as well as she wanted to appear.
“No.” I shook my head to make sure the slurred negation was understandable...which turned out to be a major mistake. The room kept swaying back and forth even though I raised both hands to check that my neck was no longer moving. My stomach lurched.
“Honor?” The needle was close enough now so I could smell it. Rubbing alcohol and something else harsh and astringent. I had to hope that Dr. Colter was right and the d**g would have no harmful side ef
