Zaiden sat the empty pill bottle on the dresser and went downstairs. The doctor wouldn’t give him a refill. He had to do something. He needed those pills.
He called other doctors who refused to write a prescription without seeing him first. He didn’t have time for that. He needed the pills now.
He called Tony to see if he had anybody who could help him out. That was a bust also.
He only knew of one other way to get those pills.