“Do you still want to be part of who we are?”
Was it now? Would they tell him nowthat it was all a joke? And why was there a sinking feeling in his guts that told him that part of the play was never going to happen? Because it couldn’t happen. Because what they were saying was real…
“May I see his data?” Matthew asked.
“Absolutely,” Dyball said. “There are precautions to drawing blood, however—”
“Of course.”
“And you will respect Doctor Strauss as a member of this facility and remember that he is not a lab rat,” Volos added.
Matthew lifted his chin and firmed his jaw. “You make it sound like I wouldn’t give the same consideration and respect to a lab rat that I would to a faculty member. If that’s what you’re implying, then you are wrong.”