CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
An hour before sundown, I found myself inside Lance's coffee shop. He was serving a couple of customers before he went to me. He tossed a bag in my direction and when I opened it, it was the plant. But it was already dried. I looked at him questioningly. He must have got the question on my face as he shrugged. "The store owner said you can only use that if they're dried and he didn't want to sell the live plant as it'll be dead before I arrive here anyway." "Why would it be dead?" "The amount of sunlight should be appropriate. Not too hot, not too cool. Adequate water every 5 hours. I didn't know such a dramatic plant exists." But this is good. All I have to do is crush them and switch them with the jar of poison. The corporella is brown, similar to that of the ones we found in the jar
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