I used my telepathy to probe Tomiko's thoughts, and what I uncovered sent a jolt of adrenaline through me, sharp and electric.
[I don't know how long Jack is gonna stay… I can't miss this opportunity… Now it's great, he's already taken a sip…]
Her thoughts were a whirlwind of urgency and something darker—desire, maybe, or desperation. My stomach twisted. Opportunity? What did she mean by that? And then, like a blade twisting in my gut, her next thought hit me with brutal clarity:
[The mixture should work fast… A blend of aphrodisiac and a mild sleeping agent… Just enough to lower his inhibitions, to make him… pliant… But not so much that he'll be out cold. I want him to feel… I want him to want…]
