Chapter: 1845

Samira watched as a tall, skinny man emerged from the vehicle.

Once she confirmed he was alone, she started walking towards him.

As Samira approached, Ryan took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a deep drag and exhaled a cloud of smoke that dispersed in the air.

"The antidote?" he said without beating around the bush.

“Are those the only words you know?" Samira retorted, then pulled out a small vial from her bag. “Here it is. But let me remind you-if you want to control Bethany, I have both a permanent and a temporary antidote. The temporary one lasts about a month per dose."