"Pass me the serum." he states,holding his hand out to his side. His gaze doesn't move from the body laid out on the table

"Mr West,with all due respect,I think some people should just be left dead. This is a bad idea" you protest,much to his disliking.

"I said,pass me the serum. Now!" his tone grows more stern. You don't dare to push him any more,fearing what he'd do to you. You pass him the glass bottle. It's glowing green with the serum inside. He snatches it from you with a scowl