~ Jerome Hill Trevor (Jem) ~
As we are waiting in the car, I open the bottle prepared in the afternoon. I drank the remaining blood from the first package last night. This bottle contains blood from the latest delivery. I sip it, lick my teeth and my lips to make sure no blood lingers there, then close the lid again.
For precaution, I put the small bottle back into my briefcase. If I need it later, it will be available for me to drink. Hopefully, I won’t need it.
I glance at my watch, 6.30 p.m. It is time for Valentina and me to visit the Hicorp. Somehow, my phone is vibrating. Ah, there is another text message from Ben. 592710, the code to the third floor. I’ve had time to check other drawers now. In case I get it, I’ll let you know.
I show the text message to Valentina.
She nods a
