When Alma walked into the ward, she found Blaze sleeping. She gently closed the door, making sure that it didn’t creak. She took careful steps towards the bed and checked whether Blaze was asleep.
"Blaze…" she called him in a hushed tone.
Blaze kept lying motionless, which indicated that he was in a deep sleep. Alma quickly retrieved the vial and a syringe from her waistband. She drew some liquid from the vial into the syringe and injected it into the IV drip. A wicked grin spread across her lips as she tucked the vial back into her waistband and tossed the syringe into the garbage.
When the drug coursed into his veins, Blaze felt a sudden jolt in his nerves.
"Hmm…" he groaned and creased his eyebrows, his pulse rate quickening. The unease jolted him out of his slumber.
Alma took a st
