[ CHAPTER 46 ] - ( THE PRIEST OF SANTA MARIA ) - { PT. 7 }

{ PT. 7 } - Kristoff surveyed his surroundings ensuring that each person was preoccupied with some activity or other, or too drunk to pay attention, and surreptitiously poured a clear liquid into the champagne glass in Kurush's hand. The syrupy solution dispersed and blended with the fizz rising to the top of the glass. Drink up, my friend, he said slapping him on the back. Kurush chortled and downed the bubbly in one. You like your drink, ah? Kurush nodded, feeling lightheaded. He wandered off and dropped to the nearest chair. Kristoff's mouth formed a sardonic smile as he turned his attention to the object of his intention. CHRISTIANO TOOK THE MOTION sickness pills from his pocket, removed one from the packet and placed the b...