Page 165 of Sticks and Stones
“It’s dangerous,” she stated. “I can’t tell you too much, but I just spent some time in Colombia undercover.”
What a coincidence.
South America was popping up all over again.
Why didn’t he believe this was insignificant?
Hell!
This was their undercover case.
“And?” he asked.
She read him in, as much as she could vet him. This was a touchy situation, as in the CIA using FBI agents to work outside of the country.
“The shit is bad. It turns you into a fucking zombie, and if you get any on you, or breathe it in, expect to be nothing more than a sex machine for hours.”
Oh, boy.
This would be the same shit. That’s what the cops had mentioned.
Now, he needed to know.
“How bad are we talking?”
She laughed.
Oh, and it wasn’t a ha-ha funny laugh either. It was one of a very tired, overworked Fed in an alphabet agency who saw too much.
Elizabeth helped with what she could.
“Off the record?” she asked. “With my nameNEVERbeing brought up?”
Of course!
Like he said, he’d never betray a fellow Fed.
They were friends.
“LaRue, I won’t burn you. We’ve worked Vice together when we were both starting out. I got you.”
She hoped so.
Elizabeth took a chance, but only because she knew how bad this shit was, and if it was showing up here, Gabe needed to be aware.
“I was deep undercover in Colombia, tracking the creator, and I got some blown into my face. Let’s just say that I’m glad my significant other was there with me. He said I fucked for about five hours straight, and he had to restrain me at one point because I couldn’t stop myself.”
Jesus.
“Oh, holy shit. It might be here, LaRue. The cops we caught this from mentioned that it turns you into a horny zombie.”
Yeah, that would be the same shit then.
She didn’t believe in coincidences.
Elizabeth kept going.
“It could be, Gene. I can tell you that the victim doesn’t know what they’re doing, and all they want is sex. I had no clue I was dosed until I got warm, and my boyfriend, at the time, had to endure it. From what we learned, the creator of it used it side-by-side with unwilling victims. He liked children.”
