Liora watched through the monitors from her cage, her mind racing. "They knew," she said into the comm. "Daemon and whoever he's working with. They knew Marcus might be captured. So they poisoned him as insurance. A failsafe to ensure he couldn't be broken under advanced interrogation."
Four hours later, it happened again.
Kael Thorne convulsed in his cell. Same symptoms. Same foam at the mouth, same blood from the ears and nose. Dead within minutes despite the medical team's immediate response.
"Daemon," Thessian said, his voice deadly quiet as he stared at Kael's corpse. "Daemon did this. He poisoned his own people."
They went to Daemon's cell immediately. Found him sitting calmly, silver restraints gleaming, a slight smile on his face.
"You poisoned them," Thessian said. "Marcus and Kael. You killed your own operatives."
