The words made Hailey recoil. Her astonished gaze locked firmly onto Jonathan.
Judging by the poison's usual progression, the slow-acting toxin should already have been eating away at Yannick's body.
But the certainty in Jonathan's eyes filled her with unease.
Was he merely confident that no one could cure the poison, or did Northgate have another plan in motion?
Yannick merely shot him a cold glance. "He's talking nonsense. Take him back to headquarters and let Mr. Serrano deal with him."
As the guards dragged him off, Jonathan shouted, "I'll be waiting for you in hell, Yannick!"
Then he abruptly fell silent. His gaze fixed on something for several seconds before he allowed the officers to lead him away.
Yannick frowned. Just before Jonathan disappeared, he had looked back toward t
