Chapter 83: List of Names
Darius pulled the spy’s sleeve up, exposing pale flesh. He raised the needle, but rather than injecting it into his skin, he squirted the liquid down a few inches above it. The moment it touched the arm, it shot for the veins, seeping into them.
’I’ve never seen a potion do that, I thought they had to be ingested to work!’
With a start, the spy jerked forward, taking a gasping gulp of air.
His eyes shot open as he twisted his head around, the sight of everyone standing on the other side of the table shocking him to his core.
"Where... what is going on?"
Darius calmly handed the syringe to Liam as he took the seat opposite the spy.
"Hello, Mr..."
The man opened his mouth to reply, before sitting back, his head snapping to the side as if refusing to speak.
Red, however, was happy to fill in.
"The weed is called Phillip Ertlin."
Darius shot her a small smile.
"Mr. Ertlin. You are currently in the Wall. In case you are unfamiliar with it, it is an impenetrable holding that you will most likely never see the outside of. We do not need your cooperation, as you have surely noticed, but it will do wonders to expedite your stay."