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The door slid closed behind the nurse. Left to his thoughts, Sparks began to calm down a little. He mentally went over his responses to the scientists. Had he been too hasty in denying their wishes? They were ruthless in their pursuit of results. They would stop at nothing to find out what they wanted to know about the Paths. A heavy weight settled over him. Had he put his life in danger? If he refused to take part in the research process, what might happen? What did the scientists have the authority to do? Did he already know too much to be allowed to return to his normal duties? The Paths could kill. There was no doubt about that. Would the scientists use him to push them to the limit? Sparks cursed the day the aliens had been brought aboard the Galathea. All his life, he’d done as he