"I thought the plan was to keep her alive."A tall thin red haired man in
his thirties hissed.
The dark haired man in his early forties shrugged as the pair stood
against the far wall of the small room,"Prey dies we survive that's what
our existence is based on."He stepped closer to the hospital bed where
Sloan lay,"Don't worry she's still alive."
The other man motioned to the iv bag filled with a pink liquid,"She
won't last very long with that poison running through her veins! I
really hope you have a plan here Michael because I for one do not want
to be the one to tell them that she's dead."
Michael smirked his gaze never leaving his prisoner,"You worry too much.
You forget she's only a means to an end. They want Daniels dead, what
happens before that is irrelevant."