“It feels a hundred years since I graduated from the University of Pennsylvania,” he said. “I had such dreams.” He turned in his chair to face Hook. “My father worked as a physician for nearly forty years. He had all these expectations for me, none of which included psychiatry.” Hook said, “Sons fall short, no matter.” Doctor Helms folded her long legs one over the other. “There’s a great deal yet to do,” she said. “Yes,” Baldwin said. “There’s much to be done. I’ve arranged for cuffs and chains for the security ward. After the inmates are medicated, the process should move along rapidly. Once they’re in the train, perhaps we can take off the restraints.” “I think that’s a bad idea,” Hook said. “I’d recommend they stay cuffed to their seats. Perhaps we could get by with just the leg restraints.” “I would agree,” Doctor Helms said. “These men are capable of great harm.” “Well,” Baldwin said, folding his hands over his stomach. “It strikes me as a bit inhumane.
