"the one used on Grace. I want to know the type of it."
"Grace?" He frowned, pretending to remember that name. His expression irked me and again, I dropped another bag of coin.
His eyes showed greed, as he stared at the bag in front of him. He suddenly laughed, picking up the bag from the table. "now we are talking, General Devon."
"Now, talk!"
"Netricide. Grace was fed with Netricide. And I noted it that the day she vomited out a black substance. I know my poison. It was Netricide, a very powerful poison from the market."
Netricide? I have never heard of such poison before. It must be rare as it has a rare name. Or perhaps it was bought illegally from the back market.
"Does it have a cure?....an antidote..."
"I know what a cure is. You do not have to explain to me in details, General Devon!" He quickly cut me off. And again, his eyes looked down on the table. And lo, I dropped another bag of golden coin to fill his greed.
