Morgan's POV

Pacing round the hotel room, I couldn't think straight. Thinking if Winston alongside Dante and still not thinking about any in particular. I just couldn't stop thinking of the container I had found. Now, I was 100% sure about Winston drugging me but what I couldn't place a finger to was how and why he had done it.

I tried to sit and order something as I hadn't eaten the entire day bit I just couldn't think of stomaching anything after all that I had found out. When did he start drugging me and how long has he been doing that to me? What did he even do...