“You will have to make it to the PAZ later,” Zippy told him. “I’m assessing my inventory to make sure I have enough for anyone in the cadre who wants a hit.”
A secondary wave of euphoria struck Oliver like a wave cresting over his body in the surf. He rolled onto the ground to feel the high overwhelm his body. He felt sweat beading on his brow. He clutched his legs close to his body to restrict blood flow to his extremities. His eyes rolled backward as the next wave of euphoria swept through his body. Oliver rolled onto his back. He noticed the youths coming down from their ecstasy. He watched Zippy disappear into the crowd, along with the youths carrying umbrellas.
After a few moments, Oliver rose from the ground. He walked as if he were in a deep trance in the direction his fe
