I stared at the glass of milk in Mark’s hand and couldn’t help but think, ‘Aren’t the villains in all those cheesy soap operas always slipping drugs into milk or juice for the protagonist to drink?’

While I doubted Mark would actually poison me, who’s to say he wouldn’t put something else in there? After all, high-IQ criminals are far more dangerous and cunning than the ones who are just plain malicious.

I put on my best playful voice. “I’m not hungry right now. ...