"I don’t know what’s in here, but we need to alert the master."
For a full two seconds, silence and heaviness settled over them, their minds going blank.
Suddenly, Gin wiped the end of the needle and pricked himself with it.
"The heck are you doing?" Rum gasped, snapping out of his shock. "Are you out of your mind?"
"Biohazard — but I don’t think we can wait to find out what’s in this syringe." Gin pulled the needle from his skin, staring at the remaining contents inside.
He had barely pricked himself and pushed just a little, yet he felt his head lighten immediately. Gin’s side slumped against the cubicle wall.
"It’s a sedative," he breathed, staring at the syringe. "I barely pricked myself, and I’m already lightheaded, but more than half of it is already gone."
Rum’s eyes widened. "The cart!"
Gin drew a deep breath and lifted his eyes to Rum. "You should go now. This will wear off."
Rum gulped, studying the weakness spreading across Gin’s face.
"Rum!"
Suddenly, a man’s voice came from outside the restroom. Vodka stepped in, stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of the two, noticing Gin’s complexion already pale.
He didn’t dwell on it, meeting Rum’s eyes instead. "The people inside those mascot costumes are gone."
He didn’t elaborate, but he didn’t need to.
In the other restroom, all they had found were the empty costumes — the people who had worn them were gone, seemingly having slipped out through a window.
"Shit!"
*****
Meanwhile, Lucian and Primo were still seated on the bench, waiting for Ashley.
[She’s taking a little long.]
Lucian glanced down at the boy and stroked Primo’s hair. "She’ll be back," he said.
Even so, he couldn’t help but wonder what was taking her so long. Lifting his gaze in the direction she had gone, Lucian narrowed his eyes as he spotted Red and Tank sprinting across the park. Then another member of Dominion came running toward him from the restroom area.
The look on their faces made Lucian’s heart stop.
He quietly scanned the surroundings. Members of Dominion in disguise were already on the move, others pressing fingers to their earpieces.
That alone was enough to tell him something had gone terribly wrong.
"Primo," he said, waiting for the boy to look at him. Lucian lowered his head and met his eyes. "It seems... I have to send you home early."
Primo frowned. [Why?]
"Business." Lucian jerked his chin in a direction.
At the same time, the guard finally reached him. But before he could say a word, Lucian had already risen to his feet and raised a calm hand.
"Go with him," Lucian said, glancing at the guard. "Take Primo home."
The guard opened and closed his mouth, then nodded without another word.
"Yes, sir!"
With that, the guard approached Primo and forced a smile. "Young Master, let’s go."
Primo pressed his lips into a thin line, reading the traces of panic on the guard’s face. Then he looked at Lucian.
I wonder... what happened? Is my Mama okay?
Meanwhile, Lucian stood watching his son leave with the member of Dominion. Then he pulled out his phone and speed-dialed a number.

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