Matt winced in his mind. He was hoping that saving the woman would have been a good bluff, maybe to gain some information out of appreciation. Apparently the scientist was far more resilient. So brute force wasn't going to work, and neither was pity. He ran through his options as quickly as possible, well aware that the window of opportunity for being intimidating was closing rapidly. [i]What I have to lose? That's more than you think.[/i] What did that mean? Her job? No, more than that. Something worth dying for. Was she being forced to work against her will? No, the excitement on her face was genuine...then it clicked. The camera. She was the one being watched, not him. Matt changed strategies.

"I have a better idea," he said, cracking his knuckles. "Let's choke her until she talks. Then we knock her out, take everything in her pockets and tie her to a bed. I'm sure she has something valuable. Maybe an ID badge or a keycard?" He smirked as the woman's eyes dilated. "Now you're afraid, aren't you? Maybe you even has a flash drive. Who knows what kind of [i]information[/i] we might dig up on that?" 

Matt jerked the scientist to her knees and stared directly into her eyes. "It's the camera, isn't it? Interesting that whoever is watching hasn't bothered to stop Freya from beating you. You know why? Because you're expendable. Just a number. That's why you won't talk. If Freya doesn't kill you, your employers will."

Matt turned to look at Freya. "What do you think? Should we give it a try? She left the door open for us and everything."