His words hit me like a bolt of lightning. At first, I thought he was joking, but when I saw the serious look on his face, I realized he wasn’t kidding.

I grabbed his arm in a panic. "What?"

"Keep your voice down," he whispered, his tone hushed and hoarse. "There’s something in the drinks. Let’s put on a little show and get out of here."

I felt as if my brain had short-circuited. Dizzy and confused, I tried to push down the panic rising in my ...