As if in answer to Ambrose's wish, Brianna knocked on The Boss's door. "Sir? Mona called for me to be here."
The Boss stood up and clapped his hands together happily, recognising the voice. "Brianna, please come in here at once. The door is open." He glanced over at Ambrose. "Brianna is one of the top scientists of this project. You might find her a little harsh, but her intelligence more than makes up for any misdemeanour. Do as we both say, and I promise you won't end up like..." He taps the book with a finger. While he couldn't guarantee the outright safety of the boy, he at least wanted to be around for a little longer. This was not a subject he wanted so willingly thrown away.
Ambrose gulps, getting a bad feeling about escaping. He looks around for a clock, wondering if Mona and Liwei had had enough time to get Misha and get out. Not seeing one, he shifts and meanders around the room, trying to see if there was any easy way out. The only thing he could see was the door, and a small barred window, neither of which seemed like great ways of escape. He sighs. "Promises don't mean much these days, old man. Your capturers promised one thing, and now you're just promising another."