_ Welcoming Party _
"S.. S.." CJ stutters. "Syri..."
I struggle to get what he's saying.
"Syringe." He whispers faintly.
"Syringe?" I ask in panic.
His entire body is shaking, foam oozing out of his mouth as he points at the desk.
"Where? Where?"
He points to the drawers and I quickly open them. There's a syringe on top of a book. He points to his bicep where I quickly sink the syringe.
I'm shocked when he passes out.
I press my ear to his chest. No pulse.
My heart stops. I freeze.
What the f**k happened? Did I just kill him?
The only thing I can think of right now is, he's dead. And I killed him.
Relief washes through me when CJ pants so loudly, gasping for air.
I take a bottle of water from the top of his desk. I hold up his head as he drinks it till the last drop.
He's cr
