Bane clenched his jaw, forcing himself to suppress his anger. He growled, "Fine. You've got a sharp tongue, I'll give you that. But what makes you so sure my products don't meet the standards you're talking about?"

Andrew looked at him like he was the village idiot and let out a mocking chuckle. "I might not have seen your formulas, but I've seen the raw materials you're using."

He said, "The recent budget reports from the Pharmaceutical Division? The massive procurement lists? Even just ski