“He’s going to try and escape,” the major continued. “Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe next week. Then the anti-air will put a thousand bullets in him, and that will be that.” She stopped inches away from James, eyes wide and fury all over her face. “Do you want to be responsible for that, Dr. Irwin? I know you civilians have bleeding little hearts that are so sad to see this innocent little native who never did anything wrong locked up in a cage!” She paused, taking a deep, gasping breath. “But he’s locked up because the alternative was either dosing his brain full of memory drugs or shooting him!” She yanked James suddenly and violently forward, so her head pointed at the screen.