"You will not speak until spoken to" Trent said then picked up his radio.
"Negative, they're with me, they have permission to wander the HQ." Trent gave an evil glare at Adam. "Absolutley not, those injuries are real, meaning that real things in the real world can help them, they do not need a programmer, they need a doctor. Now here are some of your crimes, the others will be listed: Murder, disobeying a Police Officer....y'know what? screw it, i hate you, you hate me, lets just go to jail, but not me, just you, an armoured car and a dozen SWAT members." with that Trent got up and left the room.
"Lock him up cuz"
"Agreed." Trent walked off to where everyone else was, off to see Tara.