After he successfully sent Thane's parents home, Maverick returned to the hospital room and asked to speak to Thane alone. Brooke sensing that the discussion would be sensitive, pretended to want to take a stroll, leaving them both alone.
Once she was gone, Maverick pulled out a folded piece of paper from lab coat, he held it up to the side of his face, a pissed expression in his eye.
"Care to tell me where you got the sample you sent me?" He asked.
"I take it you found something interesting."
His tone flat, he huffed, "The only thing interesting is how creative the narcotics market is. This is the sort of stuff people should stay away from." He folded his arms, "It has properties meant to boost addictive tendencies, whoever is sharing this has no good intentions whatsoever."
Thane frowned, "About how much do you reckon it would go for?"
