"Now that's some good news," Krueger said, his skull tattoo distorting as he grinned. "I can get some of the next batch, right?"
"What need do you have for that?" Harry asked.
"Insurance. Wouldn't hurt to have one more card up my sleeve."
"I don't know about that." All eyes turned to Michael, who winced from the sudden attention. "I have seen the test results, and I agree that they show promise, but…" He shifted his gaze to the boss. "The results are random, and the side effects are too much. If we lost a pawn every time a pill is swallowed, is there any real benefit to the drug?"
"That's why we're keeping it as a last resort," Jason said. "Only those who're in a life or death situation will take the pill, and if they survive, they get to take it again."
"I remember hearing that you have used it yourself," Michael said.
"I have been one of the lucky few," Jason replied.
"So? You aren't going to say anything about the kind of power you got?"
"I would rather not."
