Begging
Slowly he turned around, seeing Dr. Mord with five guards right behind him. "How do you like my trap?" he asked with a dark chuckle, as if this was all a game. I could tell from his voice that he knew we were here and that he had planned for it.
"How..how did you…" Fulton muttered as Dr. Mord laughed with a cackle in his voice, "how did you know? You have to be cheating!"
"Cheating? How so?" Dr. Mord asked as he stood in front of the table, "I am the one that is telling you that I made a trap that has obviously worked. Remember when you captured Jameson? We made a plan to lead you guys here, and although we did try to kill you guys in between that time. Clearly you dodged those and fell right into this next trap. Great job."