He said amiably, but significantly, “If you left now, you could leave under your own power.”
“And if I waited?”
“You might have an accident.”
“I don’t have accidents. My friends know that.”
“You might walk in your sleep and fall out of the window. Your friends could back track on that and never get any place.”
“I could start yelling,” I said. “Someone would hear me.”
“Sure, they would.”
“And notify the police.”
“That’s right.”
“Then what would happen?”