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“What?” he asks.

“It’s embarrassing,” I murmur.

“Hon, I think we’re past embarrassment.”

“You’ve got a point there.” I laugh lightly. “I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I was just…insatiably horny that night. Especially after I had a few drinks.”

Aus lifts an eyebrow. “What drinks?”

“The drinks Kin made me. It had been a while, I guess, so once my inhibitions were removed…”

Aus lifts a hand. “Wait. So you weren’t feeling that way before the drinks?”

I shrug. “I mean, I was a normal amount of horny. Like I said, it had been a while.”

His gaze darkens. “Do you think you may have been drugged?”

I drop my jaw. “No. No way. I wasn’t roofied, at least. I remember everything that night. There aren’t any gaps in my memory or anything.”

“There are drugs besides roofies.” Aus scratches at his chin. “But what you’re describing, this insatiable sex drive… Did you feel anything else?”

“I suppose I felt…giddy. Like I couldn’t stop smiling. And I remember thinking I felt really off kilter for only having two drinks. Like they must have been way stronger than I thought.”

“Holy shit.” He pulls out his phone. “I’m going to get you in for a drug screen stat. There’s an urgent care around the corner we can check out.”

“Do you really think that’s necessary?”

He stares me down, tiny flames in his eyes. “A man is dead and the cops are circling you. We need to do everything we can to have the full picture of what happened to you that night.”

A few hours later, we’re in an examination room at an Urgent Care. I’ve had my blood drawn and have also given urine, saliva, and hair samples to the nurse. There’s a knock at the door and a middle-aged man with thinning hair walks inside.

“Good afternoon, Ms. Storm.” He extends a hand. “I’m Dr. Cooke. We have some preliminary results from your urine sample, and we’ll go further in-depth with your blood tests over the next few days to confirm our findings.”

“Which are…?” Aus presses.

Dr. Cooke takes a seat on a stool across from us. “To your knowledge, Ms. Storm, you had taken no drugs prior to the evening before last?”

I nod. “That’s correct. Besides a few drinks at the club.”

“I see.” Dr. Cooke jots down a few notes on his clipboard. “As I said, this is just a preliminary screening, so this could be disproven by the blood tests, but so far you’re coming up positive for amphetamines.”

I cock my head. “Amphetamines? You mean like meth?”

“Amphetamines are a class of drug stimulants that can be prescribed to treat anything from ADHD to narcolepsy. Adderall is one of the most commonly prescribed.”

“You can’t be suggesting someone spiked my drink with Adderall. I didn’t spend the evening studying for the MCATs.”

Dr. Cooke laughs lightly. “No. That was just an example.” He leans back in the stool. “To confirm, you reported higher-than-average libido that evening, correct? And unexplained euphoria?”

“Yeah. I felt like I was on top of the world.”

“I see.” He jots down a few more notes. “Given that information along with the positive drug result, I can reasonably ascertain that you might have unintentionally ingested MDMA, commonly known as ecstasy or molly.”

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Everything in the room turns blood red.