As they walked along the corridors Jethro had his dark eyes looking at this and that. He was trying to figure an escape route if he had to escape. Though he had knew the security was tight because they had checked him if he had any weapons.
“Like why would I have a weapon?” he snapped at the security person at the search.
He stopped before the door when he heard the familiar voice, of the Doctor. Jethro didn’t move he was like a deer staring at the light at night. He whispered, “Why me?”