Perfect Odds

Magnus handed the tiny vial back and asked, "Do you have any more of this kind of potion?"

Thalia nodded. There was no point denying it anyway. The number of injections she'd used could easily be traced.

"Can you trade me some? Don't worry. One full set in exchange for one of your syringes."

Magnus glanced around the room again at the boys and girls. Most of them had already awakened, and the few