Remus followed the woman and took a seat in one of the chairs. The business they needed to attend to would hopefully be quick and painless. No need for threats of calling people. Remus tensed a little thinking about being caught. No. He never has been. And never will be, he thought to himself. Forcing the smile back on his face, Remus took the small bag of drugs from his pocket. No need to hide the purpose anymore. Remus took the LSD out first. The tainted pills sat in his hand as bold as bronze.
“By now Ms. Harcourt, I believe you realize I am not here to give you any medicinal drugs. The only purpose of me coming here was to receive a customer.” Remus said. He pulled the hemp out next. The drug was bagged in Ziplocs each marked with numbers. ” 2, 5, and 8 can be yours for a low price.”
Rosalind sat in her own chair, curious about this new vendor. She watched, carefully masking her irritation at the amount of time this was taking. She looked at the clock, noting her next appointment would be here any minute. She ran a hand through her hair, checking her watch to compare the time to the clock above the couch. She was on a tight schedule, and this was quite an unexpected visit. She looked over the pills in his hand, her expression changing. Her eyes darkened a bit, recognition dawning on her.
“That’s Doctor,” she corrected slowly, her speech low and cautious. “Who told you I would be interested?” She raised her eyebrows, quickly reviewing a list of names in her head. Which one of her patients or acquaintances would have assumed? The ones who saw her for the prescriptions she was all too willing to write (for the right price, of course) weren’t exactly interested in anything too illicit, and her patients that were… they seemed to have other sources.
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