"Perhaps I've poorly represented myself, then," he comments flatly. "I wanted to leave town. I don't want to fucking be here and the fact of the matter is we physically can't, even if we get someone local that we have seen leaving to assist with the task. We are trapped here like- mice, in a fucking cage."

His glare darkens, hands curling into tight fists as he tugs lightly at his cuffs. "You're not an unintelligent man, Dick. You can't tell me you think that's right."