After a long five-minute conversation, Dean came out of the interrogation room and shot Bhram an impatient look. "The antidote is stashed in a locker at his health club. Locker number fifty-nine-seven. Key is on the key ring you confiscated along with his personal belongings.

Bhram Davies sucked in a breath, his face awash with shock.

"Get me that damn key ring," Dean snapped on his way to the door.

"Magallon, wait."

He heard Bhram's footsteps behind him but he still didn't stop.

"I'll dispatch a team to fetch it. You don't have to do it yourself."

He just kept walking.

"Damn it, Dean. Stop!"

The next thing he knew, Bhram was in front of him, shaking his shoulder.

As a wave of rage crashed over him, he shoved the other man away. "Don't touch me," he hissed. "And don't tell me what to do."

Bhram got in his path again. "You need to be at the hospital. With Thalia. For chrissake, Dean, she's all alone there."

His heart lodged in his throat.

"I'll send people to the health club," B