“I want you to know, there is no place safer in the width and breadth of the entire world than the other side of that glass. It may not look like it, but this building is a goddamn fortress, and at DARPA, we keep our secrets.” “That glass can’t contain the chair. Nothing can. Why do you want it anyway?” The right side of his mouth curls up, and for an instant, she glimpses the steel cunning in his eyes. “Do me one favor, Dr. Smith,” Shaw says. “What’s that?” “For the next hour of your life, try to keep an open mind.”
