<strong> Scientist, Carl Dodd </strong><br/><strong> Carl's Personal Suite </strong><br/><br/>Carl took the pad from her, but put it immediately down on the couch between them, then shook his head.<br/><br/>"You're still thinking like a lawyer.  That isn't what you are anymore.  You're Gen-Tech property.  In effect, you work for us now, so it would be helpful for you, to show your new owners some respect and consideration.  That would go a long way to making your life easier here."<br/><br/>He took the pad again, and held it out towards her.<br/><br/>"I suggest you give me the information I ask you for.  If you do, then maybe we protect you.  If you know nothing, this is fine, but I will have to be convinced of that - not just me, but my father as well.  I do hope, for your sake, that you have useful information.  If you truly know nothing, then Sinclair will not worry about you, and they will not send anyone to have you killed.  Dying would be preferable, I assure you, to what I will have to do to you in order for you to convince me that you truly know nothing useful."<br/><br/>He put the pad in her lap then.<br/><br/>"Think carefully... The next time I ask, it will not be so polite as here."<br/>