"What's happened around here," Dowland said, "might indicate it wasn't a bluff."
"You're jumping to conclusions, Dowland. A great many other things may have gone wrong."
"Perhaps. But an I.Q. of 136 keeps telling me that we're in considerable danger at the moment."
Jill nodded. "That's very probably true."
"Then how about giving me your full cooperation until we—you, I, your uncles—are all safely out of this?"
"At the moment," Jill observed, "I don't appear to have a choice in the matter."
"I don't mean that. The drug will wear off in a few hours. You'll be able to move around freely again, and whether you cooperate or not will depend on you. How will you feel about it then?"
"That depends," Jill said, "on whether we have reached an agreement."
"Agreement about what?"
"A price for your silence, and for any assistance you can give in keeping things quiet. You can, of course, set the price as high as you wish. Terra will meet it."