Sam suddenly spun the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding hitting the guardrail in a state of shock. "Mr. Brighthall..."

Sam sounded hoarse. Brendan's words sounded calm as if he had already made up his mind to face death.

"Don't worry too much. Dr. Fuller will definitely develop a cure to counteract the side effects before they take effect on you," Sam reassured him.

"I know," replied Brendan, his face steady and his black eyes without any ripples.

"But there is always a second possibility in