Was it possible there might be a few drops left? “Call 9-1-1!” Max shouted as he loosened Ivan’s collar. Before anyone had time do so, I pressed the liquid to Ivan’s lips. At that moment I didn’t care about what my guests might think. I had to try and save Ivan. I knelt down next to him, feeling relief as I felt him breathing. Confusion quickly followed. I hadn’t detected any poison. How could I have missed something? Ivan awoke with a gasp, causing Max to stumble backward. “What the hell?” Max said. “Ivan, are you all right?” Ivan groaned. “Did I faint? Please, everyone, put your phones away. This is nothing to worry about.” My attention had been focused on Ivan, but now I noticed that everyone except for Max, who’d been attending to Ivan, had their phones out to call the paramedics. They stood staring for a few moments; then everyone began to speak at once.
