Paige Summers and Marcus Monroe looked at each other. They didn't need to say a word—they both knew who was coming.
The two who had just left had drugged them; now, they were naturally here to check on their work.
But they weren't the only ones.
Five people in total, fanning out to surround the tent as they closed in.
'Like shooting fish in a barrel?'
The idiom flashed through Paige Summers's mind, and she couldn't help but smile.
'No, no, that's not the right way to put it. The truth is, from the moment they realized they'd been drugged and chose to do nothing, she and Marcus Monroe had been the ones lying in wait.'
'And now, the rabbits had arrived.'
The rabbits were true cowards. Even though the tent was silent, they still didn't dare to enter, instead blowing more of the powder inside.
It was clear they had great faith in the drug.
Unfortunately for them, compared to the Antidote Andy made, their powder was pathetic.
