
Fina moves her index finger along the page as she reads the details, brows furrowing as she reaches the end. For a moment, an unlikely worry strikes --Â That description sounds unnervingly like me... -- But is immediately replaced by a far more characteristic thought.
But I wonder what that poison was -- there's a fair chance I've seen it in my laboratory before...
But I wonder what that poison was -- there's a fair chance I've seen it in my laboratory before...