Kevin Levin Powers Novels & Stories

“… and today, it is Leonard. I wonder who’s next.” Lawrence’s eyes were drawn to Kevin. “Hmm…” he stifled a groan. Couldn’t take his gaze off Kevin. “He seems quite like an interesting character. I’ll like a word with him.” Alex walked to where Kevin sat, Lawrence following closely behind. “Kevin, there is someone I would like you to meet,” he said to him, smiling, gesturing towards Lawrence. “This is Sir Lawrence Linus, president of threat control unit, and he is here to help.”

“This is your ticket out of here.” “What the fuck are you talking about? You want me to swallow a pill and then what?” My stomach tightens. Hopefully it’s not poison. “Strychnine,” he says simply, slipping it into the chest pocket of my prison uniform. “Causes violent muscle spasms and convulsions. High doses are deadly. But a small one, like this, will incapacitate without killing.” “And your plan is?” I ask, brow raised, watching his eyes flick toward the cameras.