Sarah rushed back to the elevator, and selected the first underground floor. As soon as the doors opened she practically fell into the car, kicking and squealing for a few seconds until she could right herself. James was a perfect mark. She had caught him looking at her over the last few days, whenever he thought that she hadn’t noticed. Not only that, but he was frightened enough to spend most of his days locked inside the room, even though there was a whole world that needed his linguistic talents. Walk to the volcano, ditch him outside it, and it’s a done deal.