"In waves." Cage started to laugh. "They come in waves." Now he knew. Hallucinations. But not with Share. He was laughing so hard he fell backwards onto the stone. "Belotti!" Poor Bobby had finally struck—after all these years. The drug was pure but the dose ... Too high. Hallucinogen. Dangerous, he had said. Unpredictable. That unpredictable old ... "Bastard!" Cage was gasping for air.