The Trial
Washington, D. C., June 2028
Justin showed up a few minutes early, and he had Vic with him. He'd told a few of his friends about the test, but most of them didn't need the money and didn't have the ambition to do anything about it even if they did need money.
Vic leaned close to Justin and whispered. "You think this s**t will get me high?"
Justin shook his head. "How the hell do I know? But I doubt it. I don't think they are doing tests to see if young kids can get high on this drug."
"I didn't mean that dumb s**t, but some stuff has side effects that make you high. Maybe this is one of them."
"I don't think so," Justin said. "Now, shut up. Here comes somebody."
A tall, thin man appeared, and he looked as if he had Indian or Pakistani ancestry. He walked toward them wearin
