It took Carrie a few seconds to digest what Alfred said. Her own exhaustion started to kick in again. She tried very hard to glare at Alfred, but it wasn't easy. "That's not fair," she protested weakly. "Jesus Christ this stuff is strong." Carrie's eyes started to shut, "You're not good people, Alf..." The drug had done its work. Were it possible, Carrie would have sworn vengeance. Strong words would have to wait until after sleep.