Chapter 82

I arrived at Garcia's apartment and found Bruno waiting for me at the door. Bruno looked anxious. He handed me a sleek black mask. "You remember the safety rules, right?" His voice was low, clipped. "If something goes wrong, if he loses it completely, you scream. I'll be right outside the room. I'll get you out." I blinked, trying to understand. "What's going on? Why do you look so worried?" Bruno exhaled, dragging a hand through his hair. "After a meeting this morning, someone managed to inject Garcia with something. We've already dealt with the guy. Interrogated him." My heart started to thud harder. "The substance was a synthetic aphrodisiac," Bruno continued. "High concentration. Designed to override impulse control. Aggression, arousal, instability—it hijacks everything. Garcia didn't notice the effects at first, thought he could shake it off. But by the time he got home, the drug's effects began to show." The words barely made sense. Garcia—drugged? Out of control? My mind flashe