What Greengrass said sounded like what anyone anxious to escape this sort of situation might have said, but Billy was far too paranoid to accept his word as truth. In fact, he was too paranoid to even pretend that he would. "You're lying," he challenged, an edge of aggression in his voice, "and if we're going to get through this, we can't be lying to each other." He had been mostly honest; he hadn't vocalized his motives, but he'd made his intentions clear enough.
"You're going to help me, or I will make you." He was not yet sure what that entailed, but - he would think of something.
"You're going to help me, or I will make you." He was not yet sure what that entailed, but - he would think of something.
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