CHAPTER SEVENCAIN
DAY THREE
Cain slowly blinked his eyes. His entire body ached, his head pounded, and his veins felt like they had pure fire running through them. He went to move and couldn’t. He snapped his eyes open and broke out in a cold sweat. He was back in that room, strapped to the shiny metal table.
He raised his head as best he could. Master, the Doctor, and the bald-headed man were there.
The Doctor stepped up beside his head. “He’s awake, the sedative is nearly out of his system.”
Master stepped up to his other side. “And the boost is out of his system also?”
The Doctor nodded. “Most of it, he will be controllable now.”
Master pinched his lower lip. “As I was telling you, I like that burst of manic killer. But, they need to remain under control. Clearly, he was not. And
