"Move aside, get down," Congressman ordered coldly.
"Yes."
"Go."
Melody Thorne walked ahead of the soldiers, not worried about what the people behind her might do to her. Right now, Congressman wouldn't dare take her life; as long as she was downstairs, it would be much easier. On the contrary, if she were upstairs, even Jared Quinn's men wouldn't be able to act.
"Quickly, go get the stuff."
Waiting another minute was enough to make Congressman fear he might go limp.
Melody Thorne turned her head, neither hurried nor slow, "Where's the antidote I asked for?"
Congressman's eyes were fixed on her, he took out a delicate bottle from his body, inside were two pills, "Here."
"How do I know the pills inside are real?" Melody Thorne squinted, "Find someone to test them for me."
"Are you f***ing kidding me?"
