7
KERADOC
An overdose. A f*****g overdose on my product—the weapon I’d hoped would sufficiently weaken our enemies. The drugs he’d sucked down represented weeks of work, weeks of careful harvesting and preparation, all of it gone in a flash.
According to Gem, he’d also managed to slaughter our test subjects and scare off several other employees who now wanted nothing more to do with the facility if we couldn’t keep our hand-picked fugitives in line.
Fuck.
I should’ve seen that particular writing on the wall, but I hadn’t. I’d assumed Haley was too important to the man for him to risk disappointing me in such a grave manner. But that was not the case, and now—not only was I down the vampire-fae whose services I still required—but my witch was undoubtedly distracted as well. The demon a
