The agent chuckled. His hand flew out and closed around Leone's throat, just loose enough to permit some airflow. "You think they would give this part of the job to someone sane?" He grinned. His grip tightened on Leone's throat. "Don't answer that." When he knew that the guy needed some air, he let go. His eyes went back to his table of tools. "Now again. This place is a place your roommate wouldn't have thought of, until you mentioned it. I suggest you think quickly." His hand had closed around the scalpel again.