Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

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Norah's lips curled into a smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Darling, are you curious about how | spent my

afternoon? Well, that's the answer.”

She gestured toward the white porcelain vials, their smooth surfaces unadorned by patterns or designs, yet

emanating a comforting warmth in the ambient light. The four identical white porcelain vials stood in perfect

alignment.

Sean’s hand extended, selecting one at random. With a gentle twist, he uncorked the bottle, revealing its

contents: a collection of petite brown pills. Half-filled, they emitted a delicate tinkling sound as he gave the vial a

slight shake.

Sean grasped another white porcelain vial, distinct from the first. This time, its contents differed— small white

pills nestled inside. Surveying the two vials before him, Sean now grasped their significance.

“Did you acquire the medication this afternoon? What are they?” Sean inquired, his tone laced with curiosity.

The absence of labels on the vial surfaces hinted at their unconventional origin, clearly not the product of a

formal pharmaceutical company. They likely bore the hallmark of individual craftsmanship.

Norah wagged her finger playfully, dismissing his response with a shake of her head.

“I spent the entire afternoon crafting them myself,” Norah confessed, a hint of pride in her voice.

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Her words filled Sean with surprise, prompting him to glance at Norah repeatedly, his expression reflecting his

astonishment. “You crafted them yourself?” Sean echoed, his voice tinged with appreciation.

Given Norah's medical expertise, her ability to concoct medication didn’t seem entirely far-fetched. “You're

incredible!” Sean exclaimed, admiration evident in his tone.

“You can say that again.” Norah presented a porcelain vial to him, her eyes gleaming with confidence. “This

contains antidotes capable of counteracting most knockout agents,” she explained. “Just take one, and its effects

will be instantaneous.”

At the thought of Sasha's knockout drops, a shadow passed over Norah's features, betraying a hint of unease.

“The reason | was apprehended by the Breaker was due to the rapid onset of someone’s knockout drops,” Norah

confessed, her voice tinged with frustration. “I didn’t stand a chance to react.”

At that critical moment, Norah carried several antidotes with her, yet the fleeting seconds robbed her of the

opportunity to administer them.

“Take a few with you, just in case of any unexpected situations,” Norah suggested, her voice tinged with

concern. Accidents were an inevitable part of life, reminding them of the importance of foresight and

preparedness.

“Actually, I've delved into nearly all the knockout concoctions out there. Yet, I've never cacross the knockout

drops wielded by the Breaker. Sasha crafts them. Today, | managed to replicate a fraction of her formula.”

“I can’t help but ponder if mine can rival her signature knockout blend,” Norah remarked, positioning the vial

strategically before her, a silent barrier intended to thwart any attempt by Sean to claim it.

“Did you replicate a similar drug just by catching a whiff of Sasha’s knockout drops?” Surprise flickered across

Sean's face, his eyes widening in astonishment.

Norah nodded affirmatively. “Indeed, but its effectiveness remains uncertain.” Her nonchalant demeanor gave

the impression that she was discussing dinner plans rather than a serious matter.

Despite Sean's limited knowledge of pharmacy, he couldn't help but perceive Norah as a true prodigy in the

field. Her competence was such that she could craft a drug bearing resemblance to Sasha’s knockout drops after

merely catching a single whiff of them.

“Here, take this antidote. You won't be needing those knockout drops, will you? I'll keep those for self-defense,”

she asserted, tucking it away securely. “And this is the hemostatic,” Norah added, unveiling the centerpiece of

her pharmaceutical venture. It was a remedy she planned to mass-produce in Otland.

“The hemostatic takes effect instantly,” Norah explained, her voice laced with confidence. “Once applied,

bleeding ceases immediately. But it’s somewhat less potent for staunching bleeding from deeper or larger

wounds. Its efficacy primarily hinges on the severity of the injury.” She paused, a proud glint in her eyes. “This is

the pinnacle of my hemostatic concoction. | call it Rejuvenation Powder.”

At the mention of the Rejuvenation Powder, Sean's eyes sparked with recognition. “Is this the Rejuvenation

Powder they're peddling on the international black market for a hundred dollars a gram?” he inquired, his voice

tinged with disbelief.

Rumors of the Rejuvenation Powder’s miraculous effects had spread far and wide. Word had it that once applied,

any wound ceased to bleed. Moreover, those treated with it were said to defy death’s grasp, as if granted a

reprieve by sdivine intervention. The Rejuvenation Powder was hailed as a miraculous elixir by numerous

international mercenaries, who, accustomed to frequent injuries, regarded it as their saving grace.

Sean never expected the Rejuvenation Powder to be the creation of the Supernatural Doctor.

“Yes, indeed, this is the Rejuvenation Powder,” Norah confirmed, holding it up for emphasis. “But its effects have

been exaggerated by rumors.”

Clearly, Norah was well aware of the international rumors surrounding the Rejuvenation Powder. During times of

financial strain, she didn’t hesitate to capitalize on its reputation, offering it on the black market at exorbitant

prices.