“I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” he said. “If you’ll be comfortable taking it home, that’s okay. But I’ll stay out of your way as long as you need me to if you’d rather work here.”
He gestured at his desk. “All my stuff is here. Your bathroom is large enough. I can make a temporary laboratory in there. Hopefully, that’ll keep any of the substance from getting airborne.”
He hadn’t thought about that possibility, and dread settled in his veins like a cold poison. “That’s not good enough.” At Jesse’s frown, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his key ring, and tossed it to Jess. “I’m going to take Tricia down now. I want you to lock both of us in the cage. Just to be safe.”
Jesse caught the keys, but he didn’t look happy about it. “You want me to lock you up? Gideon, I…are you sure that’s a good idea?”