Collins moved his hands, signaling the men to go back to stand by the door, as he looked at his prisoners.
Director Roosevelt just looked at agent Collins, his face so swollen that his lips barely opened for him to breathe.
Dr. Lee, however, was in a slightly better shape, so she glared at the agent, and spat a mouthful of words at him.
"Are you really sure you want us to answer something?" She scoffed. "Because it looks to me, like you are more inclined to just kill us then have us say anything about whatever it is you want."
Collins couldn't hold his laughter after Dr. Lee's remark.
"Do you really think I don't know about the director's ability of healing himself over and over as soon as he reaches the brink of death? What was its name again?" He thought for a few seconds and then snapped his fingers. "Oh, yes! Reverse Rebirth! Yes, that's it!"
Dr. Lee's eyes widened, and the director sighed, frustrated.