"What the fuck is a CM-US trial?" Whatever it was, Jason didn't seem to like the idea. Didn't like it enough to stand up for a man he'd only just met.
Wait. He was remembering. There'd been something on the board -- two reasons they took people at night. One was to turn them against their fellow prisoners. The other had only been mentioned in terms so vague as to be not comforting at all.
"No, thank you," he said to the nurse. Politeness wasn't going to work, but it was reflexive. Nine times out of ten flacks would back down. This wasn't a corporate showdown, though. He really wasn't going to get the chance to talk his way out of this. He set down the half-eaten slice of pie and stepped next to Jason.
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Wait. He was remembering. There'd been something on the board -- two reasons they took people at night. One was to turn them against their fellow prisoners. The other had only been mentioned in terms so vague as to be not comforting at all.
"No, thank you," he said to the nurse. Politeness wasn't going to work, but it was reflexive. Nine times out of ten flacks would back down. This wasn't a corporate showdown, though. He really wasn't going to get the chance to talk his way out of this. He set down the half-eaten slice of pie and stepped next to Jason.