The nurse in question was a bearded, six-foot-four lumberjack of a man whose biceps were bigger than my thighs. The only reason we got the jump on him when we portalled into the thirtieth-floor suite was that he was busy changing Gary's morphine drip.

Rohan injected the nurse with Methohexital, a fast-acting sedative with a brief window of action that we'd picked up at Demon Club La La Land on our way over. I'd made Ro go in and get it without me because I wasn't ready to revisit ...