But what these men didn't know was that he had been trained for just such occasions. It was all part of the unarmed combated course his own department ran in Saigon. It was possible, if trained to withstand any of the known truth serums. It was a matter of mental acrobatics. The main thing was that he knew what was going to happen. If the drug was injected unknowingly to the "patient" there was little chance of fighting its effects on the brain. But he was aware of what was going to happen.
He started to concentrate on the keyword that would allow his sub-conscious to lie, the word was Melissa, and while the syringe was being prepared, and the sleeves of his right arm rolled up above his elbow, he repeated the word time and time again to himself. He felt the needle sink into his vein, and
