The needle was thin and much shorter than those in normal syringes used for blood collection. Under normal circumstances, it shouldn’t hurt too if a needle as short as this pricked one’s skin. Yet, the leader was met with an entirely different sensation. Just as the tip of the needle plunged into his flesh, terrible pain shook him to the core.

Porter said calmly, “There’s a little bit of liquid at the tip of the needle. You should already be feeling some of its effects. But you see, the liquid at the tip of this needle is just about a thousandth of the total amount of the medicine. Imagine how you’ll feel after I inject the entire contents of the syringe into your body. I’ll tell you: every time you breathe, it’ll be as painful as sucking in a pile of broken glass into your trachea!”

The man was horrified. He immediately shouted, “Don’t! Please don’t! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you everything!”

…

Ten minutes later…

Several black cars stopped in front of Mrs. Lewis’s hous