Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Sarah arrived swiftly, drawing blood samples with a frown creasing her forehead.

Beck's heart skipped a beat, his lips pressed tightly together. "Doc, he's gonna be okay, right?"

Sarah turned to the others in the room. "Who gave him the injection?"

Without hesitation, Beck had his men bring Queena in. With lan still unconscious, he dared not lay a finger on her, choosing instead

to keep her detained.

The local police station, where Rachel worked, was clamoring for Queena's return, insisting that a murder suspect should not be

taken away so lightly.

Beck simply brushed off the policewoman's demands and had Queena brought to the hospital.

At first glance, Sarah's pupils shrank.

"Doc, is there something off about her identity?"

"Everyone from the research base is brilliant, even by their standards," Sarah replied.

Beck's demeanor darkened. "What the hell is wrong with lan, then?"

Queena, under guard, let out a sly chuckle, her lips curling into a smirk.

Her expression was one of arrogance and contempt.

"So, Dr. Sarah, you are still alive and remember a nobody like me."

raised her hand, continuing her examination on lan. "He'll live, but the drug this woman fed him

issue, only she knows."

haven for geniuses, capable of concocting any drug imaginable. Even

full scope of their pharmacopeia

have to wait until he wakes

Beck, knowing lan's life hung in the balance. But that relief was short-lived as Sarah added,

damaged. If he wakes up, he might have the IQ of a

crawled across Beck's scalp at the thought; better

again, her eyes lingering on lan

man lay still,

lips, a triumphant tone in her voice. "You can't kill me. Without

"What the hell

was pale, clearly anemic, yet she bore no

going to her temple. "I think I know. There was a drug developed

worthless and abandoned the

"What kind of drug?"

blood to create a substance akin to opium. Anyone fed

thousand times stronger than that of ordinary marijuana. In past trials,

fix that one even bit

as she caught Queena's smug, knowing

researchers used their own blood, inducing agitation in the subjects when deprived. The subjects

alchemy project was halted because, with so many

seems our guest here was

played on Queena's lips, as if she wanted to applaud Sarah's deduction, but

Sarah, I should praise you for remembering such

vast expanse of the research facility, this was a mere footnote. With

specifics of each?