"Hindsight is 20/20, is it not?" Garrett sighed, taking the bottle and tucking it into his own cardigan pocket. He looked the man over, frowning slightly. Even if he hadn't just looked over Will's files, he still would've placed him in his mid-thirties...tired mid-thirties though. "You are not the first agent I've run into with a penchant for substance abuse, and given the current state of affairs, I doubt you'll be the last. I recommend choosing a method of getting clean that still affords you some control before they toss you in solitary to ride out withdrawals. Perhaps you should pay a visit to Dr. Romero and company?
"And, besides the typical medical issues linked to addiction, you already have a low-normal blood pressure. Opiates tend to depress blood pressure as it is. The heart isn't too fond of that. At least wait until you're in your forties for your first heart attack. I can't imagine dying young is worth a high or two."