Spencer turned, entered the bedroom, and stepped up to check on Bruce.Bruce lay deeply unconscious, his breathing shallow, his body temperature dropping, exactly as Jemima had described after the third dose.When Bruce woke again, he would be one of the living dead, fully conscious yet unable to move or speak."Isolde…" Spencer forced her name through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot.He slammed his fist onto the bedside table. The solid wood dented at once, splinters flying.He pulled out his phone, found Jemima's number, and dialed. His voice was ice-cold. "Jemima, come to Bruce's presidential suite, immediately. Neutralize the poison."…Isolde went to see Alan as soon as she could.The moment she pushed the door open, he was already waiting, barely containing his excitement. "Did it work? The video? Show me!"Breathing hard, Isolde took out her phone and played the video she had secretly recorded of Bruce collapsing after drinking the milk.In the footage, he slumped in
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