"How's the new poison I asked from you?" A man in his early fifties wearing a lab coat came inside the laboratory. He was roamed around the place, touching cylinders and flasks, picking items here and there while keeping his peripheral vision to the woman who was busy with the experiment.
"I made several samples already but they are still lacking in requirements."
"What do you mean?"
"You wanted me to make something odorless, tasteless and colorless poison. There's a carbon monoxide that we can use but, it will be troublesome to do that. They will notice it immediately. I mean, why would someone burn such thing at home or somewhere? I am still creating a crystal form of them."
"And when will it be prepared?"
"Sometime soon."
"You better hurry or your man will stay longer in jail."
"I know."
